I always wrote like rock 'n' roll. And I always listen to rock 'n' roll as poetry.
I know fashion is a material thing, but we live in a material world and I love clothes.
I always know that everything I do is the best I could do.
In my low periods, I wondered what was the point of creating art. For whom? Are we animating God? Are we talking to ourselves? And what was the ultimate goal? To have one's work caged in art's great zoos - the Modern, the Met, the Louvre?
My father was a dreamy fellow - he read Plato and Socrates and watched Phillies games.
No one expected me. Everything awaited me.