I left science, then I went into art, but I approach things very analytically. I choose to pursue both art and architecture as completely separate fields rather than merging them.

If you don't remember history accurately, how can you learn?

Nothing is ever guaranteed, and all that came before doesn't predicate what you might do next.

It's only in hindsight that you realize what indeed your childhood was really like.

I'm as much interested in the form-making as well as getting you to think about what we're doing to the world around us.

I though about what death is, what a loss is. A sharp pain that lessens with time, but can never quite heal over. A scar. The idea occurred to me there on the site. Take a knife and cut open the earth, and with time the grass would heal it. As if you cut open the rock and polished it.

My dad was dean of fine arts at the university. I was casting bronzes in the school foundry. I was using the university as a playground.