My Work Is Immaterial. It's Not Painting,

We're Destroying The Planet, And The Planet Rebels.

When I Did "seven Easy Pieces," I Actually Re-performed The Performances Of Other Artists. It Was Such Difficult Work Because I Had To Really Go Through The Documentation, Look Through The Sources, To Ask The Witnesses Who Saw It.

I Am Obsessive Always, Even As A Child. On One Side Is This Strict Orthodox Religion, On The Other Is Communism, And I Am This Little Girl Pulled Between The Two. It Makes Me Who I Am. It Turns Me Into The Kind Of Person That Freud Would Have A Field Day With, For Sure.

The Experience I Learned Was That … If You Leave Decision To The Public, You Can Be Killed… I Felt Really Violated: They Cut My Clothes, Stuck Rose Thorns In My Stomach, One Person Aimed The Gun At My Head, And Another Took It Away. It Created An Aggressive Atmosphere. After Exactly 6 Hours, As Planned, I Stood Up And Started Walking Toward The Public. Everyone Ran Away, Escaping An Actual Confrontation.

If We Consider Art As Oxygen In Our Society, We Have To Deliver This Oxygen.