Some turn to Jesus and some turn to heroin.
We are stardust, we are golden and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden.
Let light hearts remake us.
He's swept with the broom of contempt and the rooms have an empty ring.
When you're trying to pass on the best of the stuff you're culling to what should be a hungry culture but you have it diminished... that's kind of disappointing.
The thing that started me painting originally was seeing Bambi when I was about nine. I was incredibly disturbed by the forest fire that killed Bambi's mother, and that distress gave me the impulse to create something, as a way of dealing with it.