I had been living with dialysis for three years or so, and the new kidney felt like a reprieve, a new gift of life. I felt alive again and I guess that has had an effect on my use of colour.

When I got out of college, I had to make a living, and I started writing for magazines, and it felt like the perfect job.

I never know what it's going to look like. Wouldn't be much point in painting if I already knew the outcome. I have a subject in front of me and I start flooding colour and making marks, I don't know, it's improvisation isn't it?

I felt the need to get back to painting and I thought the best way was to start drawing, so I enrolled in a life drawing class. I soon discovered that people made very interesting subjects and I am still surprised that I had never discovered it before.

I'm graduating a few weeks after the show anyway, ... I guess I'll be the most eligible bachelor for those three weeks.

If I ever had twins, I'd use one for parts.