I'd paint long strips of canvas and abandon them on the beach, or put bread out in geometric patterns for the pigeons downtown. I wanted people to find something nice and intriguing to puzzle over. Then I'd go back to see if the things were still there, or if anyone would notice.

One of the glories and terrors of working in public is that you do see if your output means anything to anyone.

I'm always trying to bring unusual content to a different audience - a non-art-world audience.

One thing that changed when I moved upstate was that I became interested in different materials. I started making the stone benches because I was seeing rocks.

When I turned 50, I realized I was now going to start counting backwards in terms of the years I had left. Then I turned 60, and I just stopped counting. I don't have a fear of death, but I have an awareness that there's a time limit.

Everybody has their burdens, their grief that they carry with them.

To be honest, I'm scared to death of rollercoaster rides.

You know, I've never actually really believed that death is inevitable. I just think it's a rumor.