Some People Get Therapy, Some People Get

I Remember Being Forced To Go To Sunday School For A Number Of Years, Even Though My Parents Were Not Religious. No One Was Really Religious; It Was Just The Framework. There Was No Passion For It. No Passion For Anything. Just A Quiet, Kind Of Floaty, Kind Of Semi-oppressive, Blank Palette That Youre Living In.

I Always Liked Making Things, And Then I Fell Into Animation. And Then Luck Comes Into It As Well.

Unwisely, Santa Offered A Teddy Bear To James, Unaware He Had Been Mauled By A Grizzly Earlier This Year.

I'm A Happy-go-lucky Manic-depressive. It Does Get Very Deep And Dark For Me, And It Gets Scary At Times When I Feel I Can't Pull Out Of It. But I Don't Consider Myself Negative-negative. I'm Positive-negative.

Movies Are Like An Expensive Form Of Therapy For Me.