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There Was Very Little Art In My Childhood. I Was Raised In South Carolina; I Wasn't Aware Of Any Art In South Carolina. There Was A Minor Museum In Charleston, Which Had Nothing Of Interest In It. It Showed Local Artists, Paintings Of Birds.

I Never Wish For Critics.

When You Work You Learn Something About What You Are Doing And You Develop Habits And Procedures Out Of What You're Doing.

In The Place Where I Was A Child, There Were No Artists And There Was No Art, So I Really Didn't Know What That Meant. I Think I Thought It Meant That I Would Be In A Situation Different Than The One That I Was In.

I Think Through Living One's Life, One Both Changes And Remains The Same. One Can See It Either Way, One Can See Oneself As Being Now What One Was And One Can See Oneself As Being Absolutely Different From What One Was. It's A Trick Of Thought.