My husband wanted me to be a typical socialite. We never agreed on anything, so finally we decided it wasn't going to work.

A lot of artists fell in love with me over the years.

I talked with Brian Stokes Mitchell, who agreed with me that if you have a gift there is always stuff to do.

They finally decided she was a witch.

My reputation was built on hostility. I had no friends and some very virulent enemies in the old-guard art scene when I began. They threw their heavy artillery against me. They were convinced I was perverting the public taste.

I have never in my life learned anything from any man who agreed with me.