I don't see how this year's sophomores can beat the prom that we are putting on this year.

We have to hang things from the ceiling, hang masks and put up big columns that stand on the floor and come decorated.

We talked to some of our friends who are seniors and we talked about doing a masquerade for prom during a student council meeting. They were really excited about it.

I said, I don't want to paint things like Picasso's women and Matisse's odalisques lying on couches with pillows. I don't want to paint people. I want to paint something I have never seen before. I don't want to make what I'm looking at. I want the fragments.

Geometry is moribund. I want a lilt and joy to art.

My forms are geometric, but they don't interact in a geometric sense. They're just forms that exist everywhere, even if you don't see them.