Life really changes. And it gets lighter, for the most part. You tolerate yourself and others better.

Prints mimic what we are as humans: we are all the same and yet every one is different. I think there's a spiritual power in repetition, a devotional quality, like saying rosaries.

One's self is always shifting in relationship to beauty and you always have to be able to incorporate yourself or your new self into life. Like your skin starts hanging off your arms and stuff, and then you have to think, well that's really beautiful too. It just isn't beautiful in a way that I knew it was beautiful before.

Artists live in unknown spaces and give themselves over to following something unknown.

Making art is a lot about just seeing what happens if you put some energy into something.

Life is much larger than how we image it, always, but society can be constricting in ways.

I like Betsy Ross as a model, too, the quilting bee, sitting around with your friends making art, asking what they think, so that you get the benefit of everyone's opinions and so it's not just about you in your you-dom.