“All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality.”
“All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me very well either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day.”
“I was the basest of readers. All I wanted was my own world, and myself in it, given back to me in artful shapes and accessible form.”
“I am my own experiment. I am my own work of art.”
“I keep a large map of the world hanging above my bed. Everybody wants to own land, but I want to own the oceans.”
“I reject your reality and substitute my own.”