I Moved To New York In The

I Get Up About Four Times A Night And Go Back To Sleep, Or Not. Then I Swill Tea Around 8 A.m. I Answer E-mail, While I Stall Thinking About Whatever Scares Me.

I Wanted To Be An Abstract Painter, But I Was Rotten At It.

It's Necessary To Start Most Work Alone. But I'm Tickled To Death When I Can Pull Somebody In Or Join Someone, Whether It's Borrowing Poetry Or Traveling With An Associate.

There's A Fine Line Between Information And Propaganda.

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.