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“It’s just a pile of rocks.” “Says who?” “I’m saying it. I’m looking at it. It’s a pile. It’s rocks.” “Think Smithson, think, Maria, think...” “Flintstone.” “This is my submission.” “Even thought I’m telling you there’s no chance this will be curated into the show? Even though I’m saying, right here, right now, I wont take it...” “My work is in Art In America.” “Show it to them.” “I received the Yanich Initch Itchynich earlier this year.” “There’s a cream for that.” “You’re saying you don’t like it.” “Bingo.” “Have you really looked at it.” “I’m afraid so.” “Is it that bad?” “Oh boy.” “But you show crap. I figured, crap...” “I don’t do angry artist well.” “That’s’ a fact.” “Have you tried next door? They’ll love you next door.” “I just came from there.” “It was nice to meet you.” “Meet me? Margret, you represented me for six years, what are you talking about?” “I thought you looked familiar.” “I really need ...

“We want something light, L-I-T-E like, you know - you know?” “I think I know. Like.” “Things that are very big, that’s light, right? Those big flowers, or those big dolls, or those big toys...” “Big sculptures. Big pop-sculptures.” “Yes.” “We put them in front of buildings, in parks, on the medians, perhaps you’ve seen the most recent works on Park Ave - I love saying Ave...” “...Giant cupcakes...” “Is that what they are? Haha, I thought they were rocks. Giant rocks.” “Boulders.” “No, I thought they were, like, giant rocks.” “Giant rocks are boulders...” “Now you’re just teasing me.” “Dick Dirkens.” “Yes, fabulous.” “He murdered his wife.” “But he got off.” “Ah, did she get better?” “Like?” “When he got off, did his wife get better, cause...” “She’s dead.” “How much are we talking about?” “Forty-five thousand.” “How big?” “Make it touch the sky.” “Everything touches the sky.” “They said you were difficult.” “Who are they?” “Everybody in the program.” “In th...