I Feel I'm Anonymous In

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

I Am Fine, Though It Is Hard To Think Of What Kind Of Work To Make At This Point, Other Than Decorative, Escapist Or Abstract. I Suppose I'll Explore One Or All Of These Things.

My Dad Was Such A Bigot. He Was A Horrible, Self-centred Person. He Was Really Racist And He'd Talk About The Jews And Blacks And Catholics Even.

I'd Never Even Thought About Compromise When I Worked In My Studio. The Major Distinction Is In The Priority Of Who I Ultimately Wanted To Please: Myself Or The Audience.

When I Do Work, I Get So Much Done In Such A Concentrated Time That Once I’m Through A Series, I’m So Drained I Don’t Want To Get Near The Camera.