The better a work is the more it attracts criticism it is like the fleas who rush to jump on white linens.
I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love as an ascetic loves the...
My work always tried to unite the true with the beautiful but when I had to...
My dad was a musician it was just what he did like another guy's dad drives a meat truck. Our house was normal. We weren't taken with the fact our dad was a musician.
