The best school in the world will scarcely save a boy who hates the school and the purpose it serves and the society that created it.
The studio system is kind of an old boys system and it's difficult for them to trust women to be capable
There was a big drive when I was at art school to make you aware of the economy of meaning - after all, this was still during the tail end of minimalism. Being responsible for everything you put in your picture, and being able to defend it. Keeping everything clear around you so you know what is operating. To open the wound and keep it clean.
What I have learned from my work up to now, is to try to be open, but also protect myself by not letting the good and the evil get too much importance.
In some ways Holy Smoke is about people's journey to the heart.
I'm a much better filmmaker than painter. But studying it did make me visually acute and taught me lessons like being economic: Say something once and you don't have to say it again.
Between 18 and 26 I acted professionally, on the stage and a little bit on television. Acting is okay, but it's quite pressurized. Then I went to England - I wanted to reinvent myself.
If there is anything in life in which I take a pardonable pride, it is my friendship for certain old woodsmen and hunters; obscure men, as far as the world is concerned, but faithful friends, loyal comrades.
The ego is that ugly little troll that lives underneath the bridge between your mind and your heart.
It began of nothing and in nothing it ends. [Lat. , Et redit in nihilum quod fuit ante nihil. ]
Don't correct me, you don't have any rights over me. " "What kind of life is this? So I sit at home , entirely dependent on this man, and then it turns out his heart was never with me. How is it possible to force someone to love me?