I had some money, I made the best paintings ever. I was completely reclusive, worked a lot, took a lot of drugs. I was awful to people.
SAMO as an end to to mindwash religion, nowhere politics and bogus philosophy.
I have a painting where somebody's holding a chicken, and underneath the chicken is somebody's head.
I start a picture and I finish it.
There are about 30 words around you all the time, like 'thread' or 'exit.'
I wanted to be a star, not a gallery mascot.