Art Goes On In Your Head. If

I Realised That You Couldn't Use The Tools Of Yesterday To Communicate Today's World. Basically, That Was The Big Light That Went On In My Head.

It's Very Easy To Say, 'i Could Have Done That,' After Someone's Done It. But I Did It. You Didn't. It Didn't Exist Until I Did It.

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.

But I Think It's More That When You're Young, You're Invincible, You're Immortal - Or At Least You Think You Are. The Possibilities Are Limitless, You're Inventing The Future. Then You Get Older And Suddenly You Have A History. It's Fixed. You Can't Change Anything. I Find That A Bit Disturbing, To Be Honest.

As Soon As Something Becomes Art I Think You Get Over The Fear