I wouldn't be ashamed to sell my own art for a lot of money.

I went to the flea market in the morning and charged tourists money to take pictures of me. I looked pretty wild, with hair down to my waist, Indian robes, a floor-length fur coat. There must be lots of photos of me out there.

The interesting thing is that in everyday life, I fail to see the most ordinary things. I often stumble and sometimes I even fall over. But when I draw or look at a painting, I go into a sort of overdrive and just see things differently than other people.

I only painted when I felt like it and needed money. But it never really became a professional thing, even though the dealers would have liked that.

I lived on a houseboat in Amsterdam for a year. It was intense, and it's possible that I even had a few blackouts.

Every philharmonic orchestra merely interprets the composer. My goal was to create new music by that composer. In doing so, I wanted to find the painter's creative center and become familiar with it, so that I could see through his eyes how his paintings came about and, of course, see the new picture I was painting through his eyes - before I even painted it.

One is a criminal to some people and an artist to others. I can understand that. In a legal sense, I am a convicted criminal.