I work with pictures and words because they have the ability to determine who we are, what we want to be and what we become.

Seeing is no longer believing. The very notion of truth has been put into crisis. In a world bloated with images, we are finally learning that photographs do indeed lie.

I worked with someone else's photos; I cropped them in whatever way I wanted and put words on top of them. I knew how to do it with my eyes closed. Why couldn't that be my art?

All the gossip and craziness becomes a kind of sustained narrative which, in turn, can become history. It's scary.

Images are made palpable, ironed flat by technology and, in turn, dictate the seemingly real through the representative.

I'm living my life, not buying a lifestyle.

Teaching at university isn't like teaching in an art school.