Using painting as a metaphor for consciousness is what I'm interested in.

The moment is never perfect. It's like that right now - in my head I'm being super lucid, but you never are. You're always fumbling.

There are things that inform the works, but that doesn't go anywhere near what you're actually looking at.

Small thoughts grow into a picture. It may suggest an individual or it may suggest a place, but generally the painting's job is to work that [idea] into an abstract proposition that is completely removed from the starting point.

The paintings don't exist outside themselves. There's no lead photograph off the internet or anything like that. It all comes from my mind and it's a bit like a little movie each time - how do I get the props, the setting, the time of day, the light, the action.

The paintings are kind of set in the past, present, and future all at once.

There are certain times when a painting accelerates beyond you, and you have to try and understand and catch up with it.