Looking At The Past Is

What I Do Must Be Done In The Sunlight Of Awareness.

I Don't Think In Art There Is Ever A Precedent; Each Moment Is A New One And Terrifying And Threatening And Bursting With Hope.

In The End, It All Comes Down To The Art Of Breathing.

No Animal Ever Has An Ugly Body Until It Is Domesticated. It Is The Same With The Human Body.

I Have Heard Stories That It Was Love At First Sight For Both Of Us, That We Disappeared To A Guest Room At Merle's House, Had Our Meals Sent Up, And Didn't Emerge For Several Days. This Is Absolutely Untrue. I Would Never Behave Like That As A Guest In Someone's Home. Carlos And I Went To My Beach House.