Simultaneously, since 1985, he has lived part of the time in a SoHo loft but due to soaring rents, he had to surrender it. He bought an apartment in Brooklyn but moved his studio to El Segundo. They are both a part of me as an artist and as a person. His art, too, has been affected by this nomadic routine, combining the droll surreality of West Coast Conceptual art with the relentless intellectual inquiry of its East Coast practitioners. Ruppersberg, who has never married, explains a simple reason for three decades of bi-coastal living.
Restlessness characterizes the fundamentals of The Novel That Writes Itself.
Basically, it is a piece about the inability to leave well enough alone, about an all-consuming obsession with arranging and rearranging. Its very history is a shaggy dog story. His book is about fiction technique. The idea of doing the shows was my way of perpetuating the novel and a way of perpetuating the narrator, which was me. Although this idea incubated for more than a decade, it never really came to term.