I Wonder How It Is That I’m

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.

I Am Fine, Though It Is Hard To Think Of What Kind Of Work To Make At This Point, Other Than Decorative, Escapist Or Abstract. I Suppose I'll Explore One Or All Of These Things.

I Like Making Images That From A Distance Seem Kind Of Seductive, Colorful, Luscious And Engaging, And Then You Realize What You're Looking At Is Something Totally Opposite. It Seems Boring To Me To Pursue The Typical Idea Of Beauty, Because That Is The Easiest And The Most Obvious Way To See The World. It's More Challenging To Look At The Other Side.

I Didn't Have Any Interest In Traditional Art.

When I Do Work, I Get So Much Done In Such A Concentrated Time That Once I’m Through A Series, I’m So Drained I Don’t Want To Get Near The Camera.