Prior to my father's death, I was having a hard time committing to a career as an artist, but that's not because of who he was - it was because of who I am. It's true, though, that I felt I shouldn't compete with him, and that those feelings went away after he died.

It is very different when you age. The things that are significant, or what drives you, or the physical experience of being driven, changes over time.

One hopes that each piece contains enough space for several narratives.

I think a lot of making art is listening to yourself.

In drawing, I often think of things as flying buttresses.

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.

It's just disgusting that in this society, the majority of students in art school are women, but they amount to less than 30% of what is shown in museums. That has not changed radically.