I'm rather kind of old school, thinking that when an artist does his work it's no longer his.
I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we've made of them...The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey.
Why bother choosing a certain chair? Because that chair says something about you.
Every time I've made a radical change it's helped me feel buoyant as an artist
I usually don't agree with what I say very much. I'm an awful liar.
I'm an instant star. Just add water and stir.