Music of any kind. Podcasts are not allowed in my studio.

I like black ink. But if there was no black ink, i would still enjoy to continue living.

Right now, nature. Meadows, weeds, trees, leaves, creeks, earth, grass, roots, indifference, sexdrive, death, unfairness, neglect, shelter, comfort, desease, sex, neglect, etc. So, Bob Ross, in a way, at least that is what my recent work looks like.

Auguste Rodin.

A public fountain.

Do it now, doubt it later.

I would love to show in a palazzo.

The kind of Mescal that tastes like burned rubber.

To kill a mocking bird.

My taste and preferences matter to nobody but myself.

Nothing is forever.

"I think you can get away with this."

I follow random strangers in the pedestrian area for joy.

I try to have an adventurous approach to life in general, but usually it is limited to my work.

Wander around aimlessly like a leaf in the wind.

I aim to stop trying to master anything and work nude and vulnerable.