Artists are kids. I feel like I'm six years old.

I wake up and I do class straight away, so that gives me a free day to do things.

I can one day do dance, and the next maybe do a movie, and then maybe I can choreograph, or work with different photographers for fashion shoots, or different art forms. You're never stuck. You're going at a different level. You're sucking in things, rather than closing. You're trying things out.

I normally don't regret. I enjoy everything, even if it's bad or good.

I feel like I'm getting stronger and stronger, and I don't practice as much as I used to.

People are going to think what they want to think. I let them. You can’t control perception. It’s a losing game so I don’t play. I let them lose; lose themselves in their own fantasies of what they want me to be. A rebel, an angel, a romantic, a heart breaker, a boy, a man. Perhaps I am all of those things. Perhaps I’m none. But what I am is for me to find out, not to be dictated to me. It’s for me to know.

If you open yourself as an artist, as a human being to this experience of growing, you grow anyway.