I try to write about small things. Paper, animals, a house... love is kind of big. I have written a love song, though. In this film, I sing it to a lamp.
I read the NY Times but I don't trust all of it
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling around.
I subscribe to the myth that an artist's creativity comes from torment. Once that's fixed, what do you draw on?
I never listen to the radio unless I rent a car.
I've never had writer's block.