I am a serious artist in my own right, in the sense that I've spent my entire life being an artist and trying to be an artist and making work.

I don't want to just spend my life ridiculing something that I find ridiculous, although there is an element of satire in my work.

I think people are quite surprised that the handwriting I use in my drawings and paintings is my own handwriting. They're slightly shocked when I write them a letter.

Making drawings with text in the first place, it really was born of a desire to be economic, and to do things as simply as possible, and to do as much as I could by the most economic means.

I like making books but I'm not sure exactly what I'm doing. Perhaps I just try to arrange a bunch of seemingly random drawings into something that makes a vague narrative sense. Sometimes it sort of makes sense, sometimes it doesn't.

I feel quite comfortable and happy with making a work that looks like it could have been made by somebody else.

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.