My Dad Was Dean Of Fine Arts

It Was A Requirement By The Veterans To List The 57,000 Names. We're Reaching A Time That We'll Acknowledge The Individual In A War On A National Level.

I Though About What Death Is, What A Loss Is. A Sharp Pain That Lessens With Time, But Can Never Quite Heal Over. A Scar. The Idea Occurred To Me There On The Site. Take A Knife And Cut Open The Earth, And With Time The Grass Would Heal It. As If You Cut Open The Rock And Polished It.

I Deliberately Did Not Read Anything About The Vietnam War Because I Felt The Politics Of The War Eclipsed What Happened To The Veterans. The Politics Were Irrelevant To What This Memorial Was.

If We Can't Face Death, We'll Never Overcome It. You Have To Look It Straight In The Eye. Then You Can Turn Around And Walk Back Out Into The Light.

I Left Science, Then I Went Into Art, But I Approach Things Very Analytically. I Choose To Pursue Both Art And Architecture As Completely Separate Fields Rather Than Merging Them.