It seems strange that some artists fear a blank canvas, when it has been a major contributory factor to great paintings.
Mystery is the number one conjurer of ideas.
I don't know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn't make sense.
I like things that go into hidden, mysterious places, places I want to explore that are very disturbing. In that disturbing thing, there is sometimes tremendous poetry and truth.
I'm not comfortable with words. I love images ,and I love sounds, and I love feelings. I like the idea of intuition. I think a lot of things in life are understood that way. But you internalize these things; they don't really pop out. Certain things are built inside - little areas of understanding. I feel that I live in darkness and confusion, and I'm trying, like we all are, to make some sort of sense of it.
There is this unbounded, infinite, eternal, level, ocean, within every human being. Inner happiness comes with consciousness, bliss, intelligence comes with it. Creativity, love. Human beings have a potential and it has names like enlightenment or fulfilment, or liberation. True happiness is not out there, true happiness lies within. They say beauty is only skin deep but it's this stuff coming from the inside, absolute vibrant consciousness, absolute bliss
Mankind was not meant to suffer -- bliss is our nature. The individual is cosmic. Let's rock.
I think that I need to work on being comfortable at being normal, everyday-ish on camera. Unlike a lot of actors, I think that's the thing that I'm not so comfortable with.
I've realized, you know, having turned 40, that rest is just as important as work. In fact, it's equally as important.
You'd be surprised how easy some things can be, things you never thought you'd do, when you take self-respect out of the equation.
You know, I'm very particular about my sheets. They have to be one hundred percent cotton, with a high thread count. Only cotton. No flannel.