“My aunt was Frances Hodges, who in the Fifties was the editor of 'Seventeen' and…” — James Turrell

The sky always seems to be out there, away from us. I like to bring it down in close contact with us, so you feel you are in it. We feel we are at the bottom of this ocean of air; we are actually on a planet.

I like illusion when it is so convincing that we might as well see reality this way - I like to present to our belief system something that is convincing, that 'we know not to be.'

One way to understand light in the ocean of air is by flying it. Life in the air is an extension of perceiving.

I started out with projected-light works and working indoors, but I'd prepare the walls - by sanding, etcetera - the way you'd prepare a canvas for painting.