I was a runaway girl from France who married an American and moved to New York City. Im not sure I would have continued as an artist had I remained in Paris because of the family setup.

To be an artist, you need to exist in a world of silence.

I always had the fear of being separated and abandoned. The sewing is my attempt to keep things together and make things whole.

It is not so much where my motivation comes from but rather how it manages to survive.

The subject of pain is the business I am in - to give meaning and shape to frustration and suffering. The existence of pain cannot be denied. I propose no remedies or excuses.

Tell your own story, and you will be interesting.

Artists have to be useful. They have to fill a role.