I Don't See What Else You Can

I Don't Think I'd Want My Pet In Formaldehyde, But I Guess In America They Would.

Art Goes On In Your Head. If You Said Something Interesting, That Might Be A Title For A Work Of Art And I'd Write It Down.

I Have Titles Floating Around In My Head; I Have Sculptures Floating Around In My Head. It's Like A Collage.

When We Are No Longer Children, We Are Already Dead.

In Fact, The First Piece Of Art I Ever Sold, I Paid Someone Else To Make The Next One, So I Could Actually Keep Going Out Drinking.