I would like to know how it feels for my desperation to get louder.
Im attracted to the things that people throw away - the shadow goods, in Jungian terms.
Clothing is viral, impermanent in a way that public art cannot be. So I like thinking of how corporate-created clothing can be seen as a form of public art.
The whole body reacts to color. If you were to walk into an all-neon-pink room, it would be difficult not to react. I think it is a unified, human thing to feel color with everything. It is like standing next to a bass speaker plugged into your eyeballs.
I always feel like it is a privilege to be able to be an artist and to be able to exhibit my work all over the world.
I like to imagine that the Neanderthals were all really good artists.
I am anything I wish to be. The world cannot choose for me. No, it is for me to choose what the world shall be.
I have always heard that uber-successful people who write books about how to become uber-successful all have one thing in common: They all meditate every day. I consider yoga my meditation.
Don't get me wrong, I love the idea of killing unwanted babies, it's just that the idea of letting women make a decision doesn't sit well with me.
A thousand things advance; nine hundred and ninety nine retreat; That is progress.