An Artist Fights To Retain The Integrity

I Started Studying What The Nature Of A Monument Is And What A Monument Should Be. And For The World War Iii Memorial I Designed A Futile, Almost Terrifying Passage That Ends Nowhere.

I Cannot Force A Design; I Do Not See This Process As Being Under My Conscious Control.

I Always Say I'm No Different Than A 19th-century Landscape Painter, It's Just That We Have These Incredible Tools To Look At The Earth And Look At The World Around Us Differently.

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.

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.