I wish I could see the world through eyes that don't leave a trace, through uncontaminated pupils.
I want to age like cheese, like wine. I know very little about cheese and wine. I buy what's cheap. Maybe I won't know my older self; maybe I'll be rich.
Make your art your words, let your words destroy and heal, give art away to plains, to hills, to shores. The only thing we know for sure is destruction.