Flowers lead to books, which lead to thinking and not thinking and then more flowers and music, music. Then many more flowers and many more books.
Washing dishes is the anecdote to confusion. I know that for a fact.
Everyone I know is looking for solace, hope and a tasty snack.
In any work you do, you can be profound one minute, and then you be superficial the next, and you can be smart and insightful and then insipid. There can be room for all that.
The book. Calming object. Held in the hand.
My short attention span has allowed me a life of diversity in work and place.
I still do have the little lunch bag that my mother made out of a towel and embroidered with my name on it for when I went to kindergarten.
On my desk, I always have a lemon or a lime drying. I love the fragrance. Also, a Staedtler eraser, a brush for the eraser and a pencil sharpener.
The most inspiring objects are books. I have about 5,000 volumes in my home library. It’s an unending source of visuals and ideas.
I like the brooding man – a brooding man with a sense of humor.
I said, ‘Well, how much space do I have?’ And they said, ‘Well, you know, it’s the Internet.’