I've always loved spaces and dwellings in general.
You know, when people look at a tree, they look at the leaves; they don't look at the spaces between the leaves. They're focused on the tree. I think there's an awareness of spaces or it wouldn't look like a tree to them.
I love traveling. I like to keep moving. I love the big open spaces in America.
I have a horror of being in confined spaces. Potholing is my idea of hell.
You don't need to spend a lot of money on stuff when you have amazing architecture.
There were a series of moments when I decided that art was important, and it was an important vehicle for me to express my interest in spaces.
I like to attack the spaces, move around a lot and make cuts.
'Seconds' is all about spaces, and I guess spaces are kind of like people in that they can be haunting and alluring before we even really get to know them, and after prolonged exposure, they can become mundane or oppressive.
Men and women, empires and cities, thrones, principalities, and powers, mountains, rivers, and unfathomed seas, worlds, spaces, and universes, all have their day, and all must go.
And then you take a look at Spaces, there is this great innovation that came out of nowhere. We have the number one blogging site in the world because of the innovation that's there.
I went to the guest room and pretended to write. I hit the space bar again and again and again. My life story was spaces.
Usually I draw in relation to my painting, what I am working on at the time. On a lucky day a surprising balance of forms and spaces will appear... making itself, the image taking hold. This in turn moves me toward painting - anxious to get to the same place, with the actuality of paint and light.
