I made three works about men in my life. But I had much more than three men. I never wrote about them.

I try every time for a project to have a natural ending. As much as I can, I try to follow the story and to give it its own end.

My mother was a very absent mother. She was going out, she was drinking a lot, she liked to have fun. It's fine with me. I have no bitterness about it. When I was 3, she went to America for months. I never had any problems with that. I even liked it.

I met a photographer who agreed to give me a few lessons; in exchange, I had to pose naked for him.

I made three works about men in my life. But I had much more than three men. I never wrote about them.

I think I've never left my house to take a plane without writing my will. There must be about 30 wills in my drawers, everywhere, in the kitchen. Everywhere, I have wills because I write wills more easily than I write love letters.

I traveled for seven years, and when I came back home I was completely lost. I didn't know what to do with my life, so I decided to let people decide for me. For month I followed strangers on the street. For the pleasure of following, not because the party interested me. I photographed them without their knowledge, took note of their movements, and finally lost sight of them. At the end of January 1980, I chose a man and followed him to Venice. That's how I started. That's all.