I guess I must just be obsessed with death. Apparently you think about it a lot more as you get older. Maybe you could chart how when I was in my 20s I talked about sex all the time, and in my 40s it's just death.

If the work jells a little bit in terms of being placed in the oeuvre, I don't care - as long as it works.

I don't really want to tell jokes about trivia; I'd kind of rather tell jokes about things like life and death.

I'm not pretending to be somebody who's got really limited craft skills. I just am a person who's got really limited craft skills.

I think the thing is there's a work for every space, you always have to respond to a context, whether it be a physical context, or a political one, or a cultural one, whatever.

I'm never really that worried about doing something a little different, 'cause it always just seems to fit into what I want to do.

Sometimes commercial galleries ask for particular work to sell, but I try not to be bossed around by them. I didn't become an artist to get bossed around.