I worked in between carpools and buying food and cooking and whatever else I had to do. I lived an outside life, but really I was living an inside li….

the more visible my work became, the less visible I grew to myself..

Love ... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy and allows mutual discovery..

January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings..

I come to the point of using steel, and simply cannot. It's like the marriage proposal of a perfectly eligible man who just isn't loveable. It is woo….

I never decided at all to be an artist; being an artist seems to have happened to me..

When I speak now, my experience in art wells up so articulately that I am surprised even while I am talking. I move around a podium as easily as if i….

Humility is the daughter of truth..

Artists have no choice but to express their lives. They have only, and that not always, a choice of process. This process does not change the essenti….

Their [artists'] essential effort is to catapult themselves wholly, without holding back one bit, into a course of action without having any idea whe….

The shape of my work's development becomes a little clearer every time I am forced to articulate it..

The finest teaching touches in a student a spring neither teacher nor student could possibly have preconceived..

It is ultimately character that underwrites art..