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The Way I See It, As Soon As I Make A Piece I’ve Lost Control Of It.

I Think I Always Resented The Fact That People Thought I Was Trying To Entertain Them With My Multifaceted, Chameleonlike Character Changes. Although I Liked Doing That, I Wasn't Out To Fool People And Say 'guess Which One Is Me.'

So Many Things Suddenly Made Sense For The Clowns, For The Whole Idea. I’d Been Going Through A Struggle, Particularly After 9/11; I Couldn’t Figure Out What I Wanted To Say. I Still Wanted The Work To Be The Same Kind Of Mixture – Intense, With A Nasty Side Or An Ugly Side, But Also With A Real Pathos About The Characters – And Clowns Have An Underlying Sense Of Sadness While They’re Trying To Cheer People Up. Clowns Are Sad, But They’re Also Psychotically, Hysterically Happy.

Some People Have Told Me They Remember The Film That One Of My Images Is Derived From, But In Fact I Had No Film In Mind At All.

I Wonder How It Is That I’m Fooling So Many People, I’m Doing One Of The Most Stupid Things In The World…and People Seem To Be Falling For It.