An Artist Represents An Oppressed People And

(m)aybe We Too Busy Being Flowers Or Fairies Or Strawberries Instead Of Something Honest And Worthy Of Respect . . . You Know . . . Like Being People.

When You Dream, You Dialogue With Aspects Of Yourself That Normally Are Not With You In The Daytime And You Discover That You Know A Great Deal More Than You Thought You Did.

I Tend To Agree That Celibacy For A Time Is Worth Considering, For Sex Is Dirty If All It Means Is Winning A Man, Conquering A Woman, Beating Someone Out Of Something, Abusing Each Other's Dignity In Order To Prove That I Am A Man, I Am A Woman.

Our Lives Preserved. How It Was; And How It Be. Passing It Along In The Relay. That Is What I Work To Do: To Produce Stories That Save Our Lives.

People Have To Be Given Permission To Write, And They Have To Be Given Space To Breathe And Stumble. They Have To Be Given Time To Develop And To Reveal What They Can Do.