My father is not around any more, so I cannot ask him to do my drawings for me. So, I had to find a different way. And I came up with the solution to use the printers then; I wasn't doing anything complicated. The nature of the printer is efficiency in itself and about working, being productive.

I've never seen a postcard of my work in a museum.

The Internet has a lot of solutions. I found an insane way to trap chipmunks - it was too crazy not to try.

I had no idea what to expect moving to New York. It's embarrassing to say, but I didn't even realize that people bought contemporary art... that people actually paid for it... I know that's really dumb. I was really naive. I had no idea artists made money.

I hated art as a kid. I didn't even like art class. I didn't like to draw. I would make my dad do all the drawings because I hated it so much.

People will still make great art, but I think it's good to assume you will always be a failure. People were believing the opposite.

I don't really live the bohemian life. I come to work in Midtown everyday, along with all the work-a-day folk.