And Now The Announcement Of

The Daily Life Of A Genius, His Sleep, His Digestion, He Ecstasies, His Nails, His Colds, His Blood, His Life And Death Are Essentially Different From The Rest Of Mankind.

I Am Making Things That Inspire Me With A Profound Emotion And I Am Trying To Paint Them Honestly.

I Don't Do Drugs. I Am Drugs.

Right Now I'm The Greatest. I Don't Say This Through Vanity. It's Just That The Rest Are So Bad.

Since I Don't Smoke, I Decided To Grow A Mustache - It Is Better For The Health. However, I Always Carried A Jewel-studded Cigarette Case In Which, Instead Of Tobacco, Were Carefully Placed Several Mustaches, Adolphe Menjou Style. I Offered Them Politely To My Friends: "mustache? Mustache? Mustache?" Nobody Dared To Touch Them. This Was My Test Regarding The Sacred Aspect Of Mustaches.