There Was A Point In

When I Was Painting In Art School - And I Think Many Painters In The 1980s Worked Similarly - A Finished Painting Would Often Be Constructed From Lots Of Other Paintings Underneath. Some Of These Individual Layers Of Painting Were Better Than Others, But That Was Something That You Would Often Only Realise Retrospectively.

I Was Listening To A Lot Of Hip Hop, Music Like Public Enemy That Was About Raising Consciousness, And I Realised I Could Feed That Directly Into My Work, Using Images In A Way That Was A Bit Like Sampling - Taking Images From Diverse Places, Exploring The Contradictions Without Trying To Hide The Seams.

The Studio Is A Laboratory, Not A Factory. An Exhibition Is The Result Of Your Experiments, But The Process Is Never-ending. So An Exhibition Is Not A Conclusion.

There Was A Point In Time Where The Thought Of People Even Talking About Me Made Me Anxious. Physically.

Sometimes, As I Feel A Door Or An Exit Point In My Work Is Closing, I'll Try To Create An Opening So As Not To Stifle The Creative Process, Which I See As A Process That's Never-ending.