What We Call Reality Is An Agreement

In My Studio I'm As Happy As A Cow In Her Stall. That's The Only Place Where Everything Is All Right.

I Began To Stack My Sculptures Into An Environment. It Was Natural. It Was A Flowing Of Energy.

I Feel Totally Female. I Didn't Compete With Men And I Don't Want To Look Like A Man! I Love Being A Lady And Dressing Up And Masquerading And Wearing All The Fineries. I'm Breaking Down The Idea That The Artist Has To Look Poor, With Berets.

It Is As Hard To Take Success As It Is Failure.

I Still Want To Do My Work. I Still Want To Do My Livingness. And I Have Lived. I Have Been Fulfilled. I Recognized What I Had, And I Never Sold It Short. And I Ain't Through Yet.