I practice detachment; months or weeks before a show. I’m not the type of artist who is in constant need to draw, nor am I in perpetual gleeful anticipation of coming home to spend my few extra hours creating “art.” I seek human interaction, everyday, with everyone, though I find the word interaction - reciprocal action or influence - too strong, or false, actually, because this implies a give-and-take, when, really, it is, at all times, a take-and-take-in. I observe, indulge, allow myself to be influenced by everyone, take it all in, and reserving my reciprocities for, well, detachment.
In my lack of voice, I create. My inclination towards a passive, reserved way of living is an answer to my lack of voice, because I gather, then release. My body of work is a retort to (my) life. And each one is final.