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Four postmodern prologues: 1) Two thought police are sitting side by side observing a suspect. One says to the other, What do you think he’s thinking? The other one replies, What do you think I think he’s thinking? 2) All empires, without exception, have been built on slavery. That is not at question. The real question, especially in a democracy, is, where can you find a lot of volunteer slaves? 3) Everything of real importance has already been said by someone who had no idea what they were talking about. 4) Call me Ishmael. . . . (Reed).



From the beginning, my primary intellectual preoccupation has been with language in all its forms -- as image, as word, as sound, as idea, as thing-in-itself. It is a great mystery in my life, but not the greatest mystery. It is the fourth greatest mystery.



The greatest mystery in my life is the relationship of love to gravity. The second greatest mystery is the fact that I exist at all. I have never gotten over it. I am still boggled by it. Following that is the belief that there is order in the universe, something infinitely greater than the sum of any and all parts, something capable of originating infinities of infinities of universes, the whole thing blinking and popping in the darkness like some illimitable expanse of paparazzi. I personally use the word “god” to describe it, which brings me to language. What does it mean to name something, to give or have an identity? How is it possible to juggle all the things in the universe with one hand while holding the ineffable, indivisible unity of being in the other? Language in one hand, Atman in the other, per se, vis-à-vis, as it were. How is it possible to create something with language and place that thing solidly in the world, perhaps even use it to change the world, to create something that wasn’t there and would never have been there if not for language? I knew from the beginning that I wanted to be a creator of language: a poet, a writer, a scientist, a visual artist. So that’s what I did.

"MU" in ASCII

1989
computer, wood, clay and grass

"Art" in ASCII

1985
watercolor, crayon, acrylic and ink on paper on panel
100 x 182 cm

"Ad" in ASCII

1994
oil and encaustic on canvas
212 x 212 cm

"Meta-" in ASCII

1985
acrylic on handmade paper on panel
152 x 208 cm

The Outside

1985
oil, latex and rubber chicken on canvas
61 x 152 cm

The first 69 prime numbers in

1985
Oil on canvas
51 x 41 cm

Caution

2006
Metal, foam rubber, wire, felt, glue, paint, cardboard, tape