My thing is about following the accidental, more than trying to paint an accurate bowl of apples. I enjoy most following the paint. It leads me somewhere else. I think I enjoy just letting the magic unfold and letting the spirit of the paint tell me where we're going.

Somewhere down the line everyone must pay for their misdeeds.

I should be able to look at my accolades and go, "Come on, Paul. That's enough." But there's still this little voice in the back of my brain that goes, "No, no, no. You could do better. This person over here is excelling. Try harder!" It still can be a little bit intimidating.

The strange thing is, we never owned our own publishing; it was always getting bought and sold.

It's a lifelong gift, something you can call on at any time.

I was impossible. I don't know how anyone could have lived with me. For the first time in my life, I was on the scrap heap, an unemployed worker.

I've got a few guitars that I like. The trouble with fame and riches is that you have more than one guitar.