In a pure anonymous encounter you find a world alive and full of character. In New York, the street adventures are incredible. There are a thousand stories in a single block. You see the stories in people's faces. You hear the songs immediately. Here, in Los Angeles, there are fewer characters because they are all inside automobiles.

For the first time in my career, I'm working in a fine-arts arena, so I'm finally getting some intelligent reviews.

I had made all these rules for myself: I'm not writing social commentary, I'm not writing love songs.

I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.

I'm a very analytical person, a somewhat introspective person; that's the nature of the work I do.

You snipe so steady, you snub so snide, so rip and ready to diminish and deride.

Because I'm so busy and because I think of myself as a painter, I desperately guard the time that I have to paint. And sometimes I'm irresponsible to my career in order to paint. Because painting is obsessive. I forget to eat. I forget to sleep.