"At this time in my life, I’m ready to accept or own a kind of romance and melancholy or melodrama that I wasn’t ready to reveal before. It was always there in my inner life as an artist, but I was too afraid to share it."
"I was invited to see what would make sense to put in the middle of an abandoned church in Austria. And Henri Cole’s poem, 'To the 43rd President,' burned into a tree seemed right at the time. I’m reluctant to characterize someone else’s poem, but it seemed something between a prayer and a reproach."
- Jenny Holzer