I’m obsessed with making something that matters. I’m obsessed with working. And I believe that it is only through hard work that good work is made.
One of the most important things to me has always been to keep my hands moving, to keep making things. I worry about what I make and what it means after I make it. I also used to think that talking about art, especially your own art, ruins it. That’s partly why I dropped out of art school. But I’ve softened on that in recent years, which is maybe a result of having gone to art school. I do talk here and there about my work and hope it won’t ruin anything, but instead reveal a bit about the way I’m thinking, at least in the moment.