There are these painterly things that happen while I'm working.

I never learned to ride a bicycle, and it is too late now. I never learned to drive. I never learned to swim.

My best works are erotic displays of mental confusions.. with intrusions of irrelevant information.

I do think that I'm not good at making pretty things. It doesn't come so naturally for me.

When Black and White are colors and not races, people will still fall in love and discriminate between partners and feel sad and bad and need art that breaks your heart and takes you to those places where pain becomes beauty.

I think I am probably a lot like my father.

I have always been interested in how you can depict suffering without being heavy-handed.