Trisha Brown


    BOB AND I HAD an uncanny connection. One significant difference between us was that there was always a measure of safety built into what I was doing, but Bob would just plow ahead. (However, he once flattered me by saying that when considering a radical idea he would ask himself, What would Trisha do?)

    I met Bob around 1961, when I was a work-study student at the Cunningham studio. He would call and engage me in the most hilarious conversations. Finally, I asked around: Who is this Bob Rauschenberg? Someone enlightened me with the simple comment: He is a very famous painter, and he has an exhibition