Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not

When You See A Fish You Don't Think Of Its Scales, Do You? You Think Of Its Speed, Its Floating, Flashing Body Seen Through The Water... If I Made Fins And Eyes And Scales, I Would Arrest Its Movement, Give A Pattern Or Shape Of Reality. I Want Just The Flash Of Its Spirit.

Don't Look For Obscure Formulas Or Mystery In My Work. It Is Pure Joy That I Offer You. Look At My Sculptures Until You See Them. Those Closest To God Have Seen Them.

I Refused [to Study Under Rodin] Because Nothing Grows Under Large Trees.

Nothing Can Grow Under Big Trees.

I Ground Matter To Find The Continuous Line. And When I Realized I Could Not Find It, I Stopped, As If An Unseen Someone Had Slapped My Hands.