I had a guitar leaning against the wall and I'd squint at it. It was almost like a dog that had been kicked - I didn't think I had anything to offer it.
FeistI don't want to take photographs that I won't recognize as myself, and myself isn't necessarily just blankly staring at the lens.
FeistThere's nothing better than not knowing what's going to happen until you put the pieces together.
FeistI'm in the countryside outside of Paris, in a beautiful old manor house. The studio is in the basement, but we decided to set everything up in the old parlor and dining-room area so we can look at each other and (at) the sunshine coming through the stained-glass windows. It's pretty idyllic, and I think it's spoiling me. I'll have to go back to regular life after this.
Feist