I have a fundamental faith in folk, that people are interesting and good.
Never fall for someone with a body to diet for.
Everyone is as confused as I am.
Everybody should be entitled to one lie, one failing, one infidelity.
I realized that the only possible response was to go to my wonderful local café, Maison Bertaux, check everyone was well, eat a little cake and then make art. To me, making art, and in particular public art, is always an assertion of our humanity and our strength.
How rare that an artist should make something which forces us to think, and encourages us to stop and think, to question why we behave the way we do.