Everyone's Work Is Equally Important.

The Epiphany For Me Was That I Wasnt A Writer, And I Had To Do Something With These Texts. I Put Them In The Streets As Posters.

Protect Me From What I Want.

How Do You Resign Yourself To Something That Will Never Be? You Stop Wanting Just That Thing. You Go Numb. Or You Kill The Agent Of Desire.

Someone Else's Body Is A Place For Your Mind To Go.

I Seldom Have My Stuff Up Unless I'm Testing It. If I'm Worrying About A Painting, I Put It Up And See If I Detest It Quickly Or Slowly. Otherwise I Have Things By Other Artists.