To me, this was an oxymoron, doing a painting of a dancer. Dancers are always moving.

I'm a terrible technician, and I have a very hard time painting.

Painting is a field that attracts a lot of lazy people. You can just sort of sit and wait for things to come to you. I know a lot of painters who'll sit and chat it up all night. But God, I just can't do that.

Oddly enough, my grandfather probably had more of an influence on me than my father.

Inside down deep a dancer lives. One way or another the dancer will get loose eventually.

I thought to live on an island was like living on a boat. Islands intrigue me. You can see the perimeters of your world. It's a microcosm.