I really enjoyed hanging out with some of the teachers. This one chemistry teacher, she liked hanging out. I liked making explosives. We would stay after school and blow things up.

How we are using up our home, how we are living and polluting the planet is frightening. It was evident when I was a child. It's more evident now.

To fly, we must have resistance.

I saw the Vietnam Veterans Memorial not as an object placed into the earth but as a cut in the earth that has then been polished, like a geode. Interest in the land and concern about how we are polluting the air and water of the planet are what make me want to travel back in geologic time-to witness the shaping of the earth before man.

I begin by imagining an artwork verbally. I try to describe in writing what the project is, what it is trying to do. I need to understand the artwork without giving it a specific materiality or solid form.

The only thing that mattered was what you were to do in life, and it wasn't about money. It was about teaching, or learning.

Sometimes you have to stop thinking. Sometimes you shut down completely. I think that's true in any creative field.