When I first heard that Barack Obama was going to be the first black president, I wanted to do the smallest, biggest tribute in history.

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

The microscopic world became my obsession.

My teacher said my brain was the size of a pea. He made my life miserable by singling me out in the classroom as a failure.

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.

People find it very, very difficult to believe what I've done. Scientists have seen my work and they can't explain it. Even nano-scientists have seen it and been totally shocked. But if any man on Earth wants to challenge me, I'm ready. Bring it on.

Flying helicopters is what I do for fun.