Being Best Is A False

I Used To Believe I Was Going To Live Forever. And Then You Suddenly Become Aware That You're Not.

I Have Titles Floating Around In My Head; I Have Sculptures Floating Around In My Head. It's Like A Collage.

Even As A Kid In Drawing Class, I Had Real Ambition. I Wanted To Be The Best In The Class, But There Was Always Some Other Feller Who Was Better; So I Thought, It Cant Be About Being The Best, It Has To Be About The Drawing Itself, What You Do With It. Thats Kind Of Stuck With Me.

But The Answer To How To Live Is To Stop Thinking About It. And Just To Live. But You're Doing That Anyway. However You Intellectualise It, You Still Just Live.

I Always Feel A Bit Trapped When A Painting Goes For Millions Of Pounds And Only One Person Can Have It. If You Can Have That As Well As A Poster On Every Student's Wall, Then You're In A Very Enviable Position. I'd Like To Do A Damien Hirst For £500 At Some Point.