I’m Pretty Masochistic. I Kill Myself For

Dreams Are The Result Of A Million Choices, A Billion Failures, And A Few Successes.

Shannon Isn't Really My Brother...actually He's The Love Of My Life.

I Don’t Like Doing Interviews. I’m Not Pretending To Be Some Super Neurotic, Hiding In My Closet. I Could Care Less About Anybody Knowing Who I Am, But I Realize This Is Part Of The Game. Maybe If I Really Hated This Whole Public Thing, I Would Go Do Plays In Hoboken.

I Was Raised Around A Lot Of Artists, Musicians, Photographers, Painters And People That Were In Theater. Just Having The Art-communal Hippie Experience As A Child, There Wasn't A Clear Line That Was Drawn. We Celebrated Creative Experience And Creative Expression. We Didn't Try And Curtail It And Stunt Any Of That Kind Of Growth.

I Like To Think That People Can See That And Appreciate That Idea And Then, By Some Mechanism Of Wearing The Fragrance, Sort Of Carry That Idea With Them In Their Own Life. Whether It's A Weekend In Louisiana Or In New York City Or In Venice, Italy, Or Wherever They May Be. I Think There's Something Kind Of Fascinating And Powerful About That.