At home, when the heating pipes made noises, I imagined a tiny person was in there skipping with a rope. The fantasy world of tiny things became my escape.

When I was a kid, I had trouble at school because of my learning disabilities. Carving is my body compensating for the lack of other skills.

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

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.

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.

The microscopic world became my obsession.

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