I Am Tortured When I Am Away

In Families There Is Always The Mythology. My Father Died When My Kids Were Quite Young Still, And Yet They Still Tell His Stories. That Is How A Person Lives On.

There Was A Period Of Time When I Was Very Political, When I Was At The University. It Was Like The Late '60s, Early '70s And I Was A Dissident Like Everybody Else I Guess. Now I Follow It But There's Nothing That Really Grabs Me. The Most Fascinating Thing To Me Right Now Is China.

Once I Started On 'frances' I Discovered It Was Literally A Bottomless Well. It Devastated Me To Maintain That For Eighteen Weeks, To Be Immersed In This State Of Rage For Twelve To Eighteen Hours A Day. It Spilled All Over, Into Other Areas Of My Life.

What Can I Say? I Hate Bush; I Despise Him And His Entire Administration, Everything He Represents And Everything He Has Tried To Do, Not Only Internationally, Which Is Horrific, But Domestically As Well. In My Country The Atmosphere Is Poisoned. Unbreathable For Those Of Us Who Are Not On The Right. So Thank You For Inviting Me To This Festival And Allowing Me To Leave There For A Few Days.

That's Always Been Like A Fascination To Me - Watching My Family, Three Sisters And A Brother And All Growing Up Basically In The Same Situation And Each One Being So Totally Different And Going On To Completely Different Areas And Directions. But For Me To Go Into Psychoanalysis Really Steadily, Would Be Putting Too Much Energy Into Trying To Figure Out Why I Am The Way I Am... Basically This Is How I Am And It's Alright And I Don't Want To Know Why I'm This Way.