There is an exercise I teach at colleges: Get yourself a canvas and a bunch of acrylics and go into a very dimly lighted room. Dip a brush into one of the colors, slap it on the canvas, don't look, close your eyes, make a painting, don't look, turn the lights on and see what you've got. I think this releases people from the editor in their life that's always standing over their shoulder saying, "Oh, you don't have any talent; who do you think you are?"

There is so much joy in native culture but so much poverty. It's very disturbing.

I really work hard to shape the song so that it's attractive... You don't want to give people the information in an enema.

As a teenager I started painting and playing guitar...Music has been my playmate, my lover, and my crying towel...This song ("Until It's Time for You To Go") popped into my head while I was falling in love with someone I knew couldn't stay with me. The words are about honesty and freedom inside the heart.

You have to sniff out joy. Keep your nose to the joy trail.

As a teenager I started painting and playing guitar.

I work closely with the printer to get the final print the way I want it.