In 1977, I started a conversation, a conversation with myself.
I had a lot of questions, and no one seemed to be able to enlighten me as to the meaning of life, and the purpose of my life. So I began to talk… with myself.
To have a conversation it required to create another person to talk with. This could be done by writing letters to myself, making audiotapes of myself, or making video tapes of myself. The question was, WHO, was I talking with?
My first choice, was my favorite Artist, Marcel Duchamp.