I feel funny about owning art. I don't really want to say: "Wow, come and see my Monet - it's in a dark room at the bottom of my cellar."

The party is a true art form in Sydney and people practise it a great deal. You can really get quite lost in it.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it.

Sydney is rather like an arrogant lover. When it rains it can deny you its love and you can find it hard to relate to. It's not a place that's built to be rainy or cold. But when the sun comes out, it bats its eyelids, it's glamorous, beautiful, attractive, smart, and it's very hard to get away from its magnetic pull.

Look, I had a passion for comic books growing up.

I mean the future has become old fashioned.

I never see things I make in the same way that the audience does. You can never do that.