At my age, I know myself. If I make a project, it's a way to help me. I don't do it for therapeutic reasons, but I know that the therapy can be a side profit.

Objects always meet your obsession. Once you have an obsession, you step on it at every corner.

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 know how I live my life. I have a little magnet brain that attracts the kind of things that obsess me.

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

In April 1981, at my request, my mother went to a detective agency. She hired them to follow me, to report my daily activities, and to provide photographic evidence of my existence.

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