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.
From Jenny Holzer
I wanted to support things that are helpful to people and maybe bash what I think is dangerous. So I switched from being everybody to being myself.
I used language because I wanted to offer content that people - not necessarily art people - could understand.
Lack of charisma can be fatal.
That's the test of street art - to see if anybody stopped. People would cross out ones they didn't like and would star others. I liked that people would engage with them.
Sloppy thinking gets worse over time.
The most profound things are inexpressible.
Expiring for love is beautiful but stupid.
I'd been doing projects outdoors for the public. I made pigeons eat geometry by putting bread out in rhomboids and triangles. I don't know if this activity made sense, but the work was available.
I suspect you've noticed that making art can be lonely.
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