The intellect is weak; it has no power except over what is as weak as itself.

Obviously I don't know anything about who else was a candidate, ... But, looking at it from my perspective, I'm sure there are elements of what I have to offer which might seem safe. As for the shock of the new - I'm involved in a contemporary art museum in the Netherlands which has an international reputation as one of the best of the country. I've done exhibitions at the Van Gogh involving contemporary art and we've done work with modern painters, sculptors and photographers.

From an outsider's perspective I can understand it seems odd to open a new facility while another one is closing. But Red Rock is designed for a state contract.

I can't imagine him not coaching. I just can't imagine it. It really puts everything in perspective for me. I never saw that day coming.

I'm more relaxed since I met Vanessa, I have more distance and therefore I have more perspective,

What I need is perspective. The illusion of depth, created by a frame, the arrangement of shapes on a flat surface. Perspective is necessary. Otherwise there are only two dimensions. Otherwise you live with your face squashed up against a wall, everything a huge foreground, of details, close-ups, hairs, the weave of the bedsheet, the molecules of the face. Your own skin like a map, a diagram of futility, criscrossed with tiny roads that lead nowhere. Otherwise you live in the moment. Which is not where I want to be.