It's the viewer that makes the work.
Google demotes search results that don't get clicked on.
That's always been my test for what makes a story: is this something journalists would gossip with each other about?
An employer would be a complete fool to let an image like college partying influence their hiring decisions.
I don't really mind playing tabloid monster. I always liked those characters in the old movies.
Forget about someone's resume or how they present themselves at a party. Can they blog or not? The blog doesn't lie.
No picture, no footage, no story. The people these days require some visual evidence in order to believe what they read.
I lean and loaf at my ease. . . observing a spear of summer grass.
The investigation of making is illuminating towards that moment rather than the other way around, a reversal of the way that I would approach making a painting before. I think that it gets to a richer illumination of the moment, which is what I was trying to do at the beginning but going about it a little backwards.
People asked me what I want as an epitaph: 'He tried'
There is no reason to regret that I cannot finish the church. I will grow old but others will come after me. What must always be conserved is the spirit of the work, but its life has to depend on the generations it is handed down to and with whom it lives and is incarnated