It's human desire to be understood. And we always feel we're not understood.

I don't try to be funny. It's just that I feel the world is a little bit absurd and off-kilter and I'm sort of reporting.

I can't imagine a life without thinking, doing art. I don't feel any need to be a world traveler or an adventurer. I'm very happy doing what I'm doing. I think somehow I know that I should have a larger vision of art, but I can't think of what that would be.

I go back and forth between wanting to be abundantly simple and maddeningly complex.

I was always interested in language. I thought, why not? If a painting, by the normal definition of the term, is paint on canvas, why can't it be painted words on canvas?

I could never figure out why photography and art had separate histories. So I decided to explore both.

If you're smart, you abandon the things that didn't work out so well, and you enlarge upon the things that seem to be successful.