When I Do Work, I

People Are Always Trying To Find The Next Groovy Thing, And It Hasn't Gone Back To Painting... I'd Like It To Go Back To Painting. I'm Sick Of All This Photography And Video. There's So Much Of It, It's Almost Annoying.

In Horror Stories Or In Fairy Tales, The Fascination With The Morbid Is Also, At Least For Me, A Way To Prepare For The Unthinkable… That’s Why It’s Very Important For Me To Show The Artificiality Of It All, Because The Real Horrors Of The World Are Unmatchable, And They’re Too Profound. It’s Much Easier To Absorb – To Be Entertained By It, But Also To Let It Affect You Psychologically – If It’s Done In A Fake, Humorous, Artificial Way.

My Dad Was Such A Bigot. He Was A Horrible, Self-centred Person. He Was Really Racist And He'd Talk About The Jews And Blacks And Catholics Even.

I Am Fine, Though It Is Hard To Think Of What Kind Of Work To Make At This Point, Other Than Decorative, Escapist Or Abstract. I Suppose I'll Explore One Or All Of These Things.

I Was Meticulously Copying Other Art And Then I Realized I Could Just Use A Camera And Put My Time Into An Idea Instead.