Never been to Sesame Street but I flip a Big Bird. And I know "stealers" and they not from Pittsburgh.
In countries where all the crooked politicians wear pin-striped suits, the best people are bare-assed.
The long morning shadows lay as still and dark as lakes and patterned the rough ground with straight margins.
All places, no matter where, no matter what, are worth visiting.
Home is always the impossible subject, multilayered and maddening.
Basically, what you find out is the limits of your patience and your strength and your capacity to adapt. You find that out in travel and being alone and being tested. So that's a great thing.
Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.
All objects whether pleasant, unpleasant or neutral, are mere appearances to the mind just like things experienced in a dream
Looking back doesn't have to be painful.
I think that what happens is that all of my modern influences blend together with the older soul influences and you get Mayer Hawthorne.
It's very different - the European way of working and the American way of working. There are two sides for each of them. In Italy, or France, we take it very slow. For example, we would have a lunch break of an hour or more. Just sitting down at the table, chitchatting. In America, it's like, "Grab your sandwich, we're ready to shoot in 10 minutes. " But at the same time, everything works so much better in America. It's more efficient, so it's easier to bring the results home faster.