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

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.

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.

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

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.

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

I became obsessed with making more and more tiny things. I think I was trying to find a way of compensating for my embarrassment at having learning difficulties: people had made me feel small so I wanted to show them how significant 'small' could be.