There's a fine line between information and propaganda.

I wanted to be an abstract painter, but I was rotten at it.

Sloppy thinking gets worse over time.

Well, I think in trying to make life seem real enough that one is moved to do something about the more atrocious things. By going really far afield into a completely fake world, maybe there's a chance to make things resonant somehow - or in this case, truly terrifying. To make it as bad as the real stuff that's happening.

I wasn't sure I was an artist, so I thought maybe I just was throwing ideas out for people to consider.

Drama often obscures the real issues

I get up about four times a night and go back to sleep, or not. Then I swill tea around 8 a.m. I answer e-mail, while I stall thinking about whatever scares me.