My work comes first, reasons for it follow.

We often forget that WE ARE NATURE. Nature is not something separate from us. So when we say that we have lost our connection to nature, we’ve lost our connection to ourselves.

My sculpture can last for days or a few seconds - what is important to me is the experience of making. I leave all my work outside and often return to watch it decay.

There is life in a stone. Any stone that sits in a field or lies on a beach takes on the memory of that place. You can feel that stones have witnessed so many things.

Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.

Time gives growth, it gives continuity and it gives change. And in the case of some sculptures, time gives a patina to them.

Nature, for me is raw and dangerous and difficult and beautiful and unnerving.

I think that any sculpture is a response to its environment. It can be brought to life or put to sleep by the environment.

You must have something new in a landscape as well as something old, something that's dying and something that's being born.

When I make a work, I often take it to the very edge of its collapse, and that's a very beautiful balance.

People also leave presence in a place even when they are no longer there.

Art is affirmation.

Anything that tends to make us elated is inevitably going to throw us into depression.

A flower does not lose its beauty because it grew on concrete.

I can't control how people are going to react. I try not to worry about what I can't control.

We're taking requests from customers who are looking for certain used copies. We already found 18 to 20 Louis L'Amour books that were on a customer's request list.

I suppose romantically there are fantasies that can still be realized. But not professionally.

In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.

The acting experience and the collaborating and creating the world, working on the piece, they're the same joys.

Facts are not interesting to me.

There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things.