The microscopic world became my obsession.

I started making houses for ants because I thought they needed somewhere to live. Then I made them shoes and hats. It was a fantasy world I escaped to where my dyslexia didn't hold me back and my teachers couldn't criticize me. That's how my career as a micro-sculptor began.

I'm like a mad professor, but without the spiky hair.

I work between my heartbeat. I have one-and-a-half seconds to actually move. And at the same time I have to watch I don’t inhale my own work.

As a kid, I lived in a fantasy world. I used to believe ants could talk. Not once did they say thank you.

All creatures are great and small.

My work knocks people out; you've not seen the best of me yet.