God invented mankind because he loved silly stories.

Governments are not running the show anymore. Scumbag Entrepreneurs are, and they have a harsh and ruthless agenda.

I get my best ideas in a thunderstorm. I have the power and majesty of nature on my side.

At first, I thought 'this series is going to be all about death and desecration,' but instead became a more complex landscape of human relationships. I hope I put something of these feelings into the portraits that I made of the characters, which were landscapes in themselves. An irony in the subject of crystal meth is how beautifully it resembles the desert sky.

What actually happened was that Rolling Stone paid me fifteen hundred dollars for the use of all the drawings - about twenty four of them - and then offered to buy the originals from me, which my agent urged 'was a good move!'. He sold the whole damn treasure trove to Jann Wenner for the princely sum of sixty dollars per drawing. I rue the day I let him convince me.

You see that's what I think is such a terrible, terrible betrayal, the trust that people have in government.

God invented mankind because he loved silly stories.