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

I'm a quiet person, I'm not a flashy art world person. I'm in the studio in the middle of nowhere. There's sheep and fields. The work has to be authentic in that way.

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

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.

What really surprised me was how strange my paintings are anyway. To me, it's like, "Let's paint some portraits and some objects. Don't make it weird, just make it dead straight," but it's still weird. I don't know why. I guess it's just the way I see things.

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.