I dont get distracted until the weight of other things left undone finally tips the balance; my mind is flooded with calls, bills, supermarkets, letters, and I have to stop and sort things out.

Oh, I always think everyone feels left out.

When I was a child, I wanted to raise horses in Wyoming or be a cabin boy on a pirate ship.

I like to come into my workspace and feel its a living environment and not frozen, which is why I often change or add to the pictures on the wall.

Art is inspiring. Walking into a gallery, or when the lights go up on a stage; that thrill of getting something that has nothing to do with acquisition.

Our minds and memories are crowded with the common experience of nature.

I think that we are all much closer to our childhood selves than we often think, so when we read about childhood, it can surprise us how immediate or moving it is, when perhaps those feelings are just there, waiting to be accessed all the time.