At a certain point, I just put the building and the art impulse together. I decided that building was a legitimate way to make sculpture.

Although idea and form are ultimately paramount in my work, so too are chance, accident, and rawness.

I think of moving as a kind of saving grace.

There is the potential for much more spontaneity with prints than there is with the sculpture, which tends to be very slow, accretive kind of process-labor intensive.

When I went to Africa I think that was when I really found a way to deal with what I had recently discovered; in two-dimensional terms, at least.

The work is flowing from an inner knowing of how things really are.

I was never interested in making cool, distilled, pure objects.

I realized it wasn't necessary to work in the traditional methods of carving and casting.

The site I landed on feels much more isolated than it really is; it's almost magical. Within its limited radius, there was a whole range of the local ecology.

The fire was followed by a period of grieving and then by an incredible lightness, freedom, and mobility.

Dance away your density and celebrate your splendor.

The president notices that when he takes off his coat to dig, people take more notice of the visual than they did his preceding remarks.

When I get home I take some sleeping pills and within what seemed like half an hour of unconsciousness it was Monday morning again.

I'm not a big sports fan.

Even one voice can be heard loudly all over the world in this day and age.

When I was younger, many of my romantic escapades were just a means of simply avoiding being by myself. I was afraid of feeling lonely, afraid I wouldn't know what to say to myself.

I thought I did play one villain, Hitler, [who is] like Lecter in some ways, but he's a mythical figure, anyway.

Every day grows more amnesiac about its recent past.

Self-control, openness, the ability to engage with others, to plan and to persist - these are the attributes that get people in the door and on the job, and lead to productive lives.

Only the soul that with an overwhelming impulse and a perfect trust gives itself up forever to the life of other men, finds the delight and peace which such complete self-surrender has to give.