There Is A Drunkenness To Grief, Which

Ok, So My Parents Were Married In 1955 And My Mom Knew My Dad Was Gay And My Dad Knew He Was Gay And So I Was, Like, 'why In The Heck Did You Get Married?' Like, What Was Going On? What Was That Time? It's Like This Crazy Paradox That My Whole Life Is Based On, Or My Family's Based On. So I Spent A Lot Of Time Trying To Understand '55.

Sadness Is A Super Important Thing Not To Be Ashamed About But To Include In Our Lives. One Of The Bigger Problems With Sadness Or Depression Is There's So Much Shame Around It. If You Have It You're A Failure. You Are Felt As Being Very Unattractive.

As Someone Who Grew Up In A House Where There Wasn't A Lot Of Talking, I'm Used To Just Looking At The World. And In General I Often Feel Like I Just Don't Understand What's Happening. That Everybody Else Does, But I Don't Quite Get It.

My Graffiti Really Comes More From A May '68, Sort Of Situationist Vibe Than The Hip-hop World. I Think A Real Graffiti Artist Would Find Me A Poser.

If You Ask Me, The Place That A Story Happens Is As Equal Character. It's Almost Like An Ecological Viewpoint: These People Are Living In This Piece Of Land, And In This Piece Of Land In This Time This Is Possible. For Me, I Almost Think Location First. It's Time First - What Year Is It - Then Where Are We, And Then Who Is In It.