I started realizing I have enough history that some of it has been forgotten.

And I'm sort of deconstructing the process of what marks came first, what came later. Every aspect of the image is interesting to me to dissect and understand.

When I look back on everything I've done, it all somehow makes sense to me. But it doesn't make sense when you're actually doing it.

The great thing about doing a show in New York is that you can work until the night before.

I started realizing I have enough history that some of it has been forgotten.

It's weird making a drawing of painting. I start to realize that charcoal is this incredibly fragile material. I'm making images of paintings out of dust.

The thing that's interesting as you get older as an artist is that the biggest challenge seems to be: how do you stay relevant?