Making A Film, Setting It Up And

I Depleted Myself To The Point Where I Had Nothing Left.

I Avoid Talking About The Way I Work. But In Avoiding It I Seem Only To Have Encouraged People To Focus Their Fantasies About Me In An Ever More Fantastical Way On The Details That Are Not At All At The Centre Of The Work.

Many Years Ago, I Really Didn't Know Where The Next Work Was Coming From.

Perhaps I'm Particularly Serious, Because I'm Not Unaware Of The Potential Absurdity Of What I'm Doing.

For About A Year, I Just Didn't Know What To Do. I Did Laboring Jobs, Working In The Docks, Construction Sites.