Success made me self-sufficient, but it also took away my anonymity. I'm just this quiet nobody, and all of a sudden people are nervous around me. That was kind of weird.

My life is art. Its how I express God.

I'm a shy person. I don't know if it's in my DNA to share with the world.

My mother, brave woman, lost her whole family when she decided to marry a black man in the 60s. When the marriage fell apart, she had to come back to her family.

I'm part of an important movement that needs to happen.

That industry expects you to prove yourself over and over again. Do I stay doing this, or do I raise my daughter and live surrounded by people who love me? Wasn't even really a choice.

I have a desire to create more film, more beauty, more art, more love, but I don't feel desperate. It's not about creating or building a career.