The World's Large Enough And Interesting Enough

Once You Fall Into Habits, I Think, You're Dead As An Artist. You Have To Challenge Yourself And Never Rest On Your Laurels, Never Think About What You've Done In The Past.

Every Artist Has Limits. No One Can Do Everything. It's Impossible.

I'm A Serial Deconstructor Of My Own Authority In Certain Areas.

I'm Learning To Hate The Sound Of My Own Voice.

The Past Is Still Visible. The Buildings Haven't Changed, The Layout Of The Streets Hasn't Changed. So Memory Is Very Available To Me As I Walk Around.