I Wonder How It Is That I’m

Some People Have Told Me They Remember The Film That One Of My Images Is Derived From, But In Fact I Had No Film In Mind At All.

People Are Always Trying To Find The Next Groovy Thing, And It Hasn't Gone Back To Painting... I'd Like It To Go Back To Painting. I'm Sick Of All This Photography And Video. There's So Much Of It, It's Almost Annoying.

Nowadays, With Digital Printing, It's So Easy To Make Everything Perfect, Which Is Not Always A Good Idea. Sometimes The Mistakes Are Really What Make A Piece.

I Think People Are More Apt To Believe Photographs, Especially If It’s Something Fantastic. They’re Willing To Be More Gullible. Sometimes They Want Fantasy. Even If They Know It’s Fake They Can Believe Anything. People Are Accustomed To Being Told What To Believe In.

So Many Things Suddenly Made Sense For The Clowns, For The Whole Idea. I’d Been Going Through A Struggle, Particularly After 9/11; I Couldn’t Figure Out What I Wanted To Say. I Still Wanted The Work To Be The Same Kind Of Mixture – Intense, With A Nasty Side Or An Ugly Side, But Also With A Real Pathos About The Characters – And Clowns Have An Underlying Sense Of Sadness While They’re Trying To Cheer People Up. Clowns Are Sad, But They’re Also Psychotically, Hysterically Happy.