The littlest thing can have the strongest connection when you're grieving. Your Proustian, poetic nerve is turned up to ten.

L.A. is so isolated and unhip in a way; it gives you room to figure out who you are and explore more personal stuff.

Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.

I was so happy with my bow ties from the last kickstarted project that I'm back for more.

The littlest thing can have the strongest connection when you're grieving. Your Proustian, poetic nerve is turned up to ten.

Being a good Hans Haacke student, part of his influence on me is that there's no difference between a gallery show and a film - or even an ad and a T-shirt-in terms of cultural legitimacy. They're just different contexts in which to have some sort of communication.

I would hate to think I'm promoting sadness as an aesthetic. But I grew up in not just a family but a town and a culture where sadness is something you're taught to feel shame about. You end up chronically desiring what can be a very sentimental idea of love and connection. A lot of my work has been about trying to make a space for sadness.