The unlike is joined together, and from differences results the most beautiful harmony.

I'm interested in the moment when two objects collide and generate a third. The third object is where the interesting work is.

The mind I love most must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.

I force myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste.

You came here because we do this better than you and part of that is letting our creatives be unproductive until they are.

Creativity can turn into an avalanche or a tempest, but can also flow like a meandering tributary to same destination