For Me, First Of All, I Love

Some People Study A Text Very Deeply. The People Are My Text. I Study Their Words And What Their Words Sound Like, Over And Over Again.

We Spend So Much Time Bantering About The Words When The Real Open Conversations Might Very Well Be Our Actions. I Worry About Our Rhetoric.

You Know, Real Artists, We Expose Our Flaws. We Long For Intimacy.

We Who Are In The Arts Are At The Risk Of Being In A Popularity Contest Rather Than A Profession. If That Fact Causes You Despair . . . Pick Another Profession. Your Desire To Communicate Must Be Bigger Than Your Relationship With The Chaotic And Unfair Realities . . . We Have To Create Our Own Standards Of Discipline.

My Work Is About Giving Voice To The Unheard, And Reiterating The Voice Of The Heard In Such A Way That You Question, Or Re-examine, What Is The Truth.