For me, being an artist with a high profile is a good thing for art.
The words went round and round and round in my mind and my body, until I knew they were no longer my words but something that had been carved into my heart. And now my soul was crying.
I’m not trying to find another thing that’s wrong with me, but I’m such a nice person, and I have a couple of drinks and I’m really good fun and then I’m really not fun.
They grew really quickly. One minute I didn’t have any tits and the next I had the biggest tits in the world.
People don’t remember. Revenge is sweet.
There is no comparison between him and me; he developed a whole new way of making art and he’s clearly in a league of his own. It would be like making comparisons with Warhol.
I had become conscious of my physicality, aware of my presence and open to the ugly truths of the world. At the age of thirteen, I realised that there was a danger in innocence and beauty, and I could not live with both.
Maybe I don’t believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.
I want to spend my life with someone and do nice things and go on adventures, read books and have nice food and celebrate things. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in the bedroom like some people who just go to bed and never get out again.
It pleases me that people can be interactive.
I’m not opposed to commerce, even though I’m an artist.
If I were really, truly in love with someone who was truly in love with me, then I would get married, but that would be the only reason I’d get married.
There is nothing difficult about my work, and people get to hear it from me.
Being an artist and having to be responsible for the art that you make is really quite challenging, and as you get older it becomes more and more difficult.
I really love animals. My cat is my little soul mate. He’s not just a cat, he’s my friend.
There’s so much stuff said about me that’s not true, so now if something is hurtful and wrong, I send an e-mail or letter immediately, saying, This is not true.
When I am ill or upset he jumps up on to the bed to curl up close beside me. But if I am in bed with a hangover he will have nothing to do with me.
What is truth? Truth doesn’t really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.
I’m totally monogamous when I’m in a relationship, and when I’m not in a relationship, I don’t sleep around. So when I’m not with someone, I’m really on my own.
I’ve never been married because, first of all, I don’t think I’ve ever seriously been asked by anyone who I wanted to marry. And also I’m monogamous.