I clean my own utensils, my house and I even travel alone. I don't know what the life of a superstar is like.
Curiosity allows your unique "owned processes" to draw you toward creative conclusions.
Our bodies, apart from their brilliant role as drawing exercises, are the temples of our being. Like the bodies of all fauna, they deserve both our study and our appreciation.
The job of art is to turn time into things.
There is a wonderful feeling when you walk into your own exhibition. You see the work as a true extension of yourself. Win or lose, your interests have led you to an accumulation of your personal expression, signed lower right, mounted to best advantage.
Pushing yourself to extremes blows out the cobwebs of trusted habit. It shakes up what you know to be reliably safe and substitutes the miracle of insecurity.
The brilliance of art as a collectible is that it has a way of reaching out on an emotional level. It touches on mystery, even spirituality.
There were symptoms that I saw, and though I went to many doctors and had many tests, no one diagnosed MS.
I don't wear orange or yellow on the red carpet because my skin kind of blends in with them.
We can love what we are, without hating what, and who, we are not.
In a healthy system, there is no blame.