Most Of My Adult Life I Had

The French Hold Onto Their Traditions. I Was Always So Alienated In America. My Work Was This Constant Reaction To That.

I Guess I Didn't Enjoy Drawing Very Much. It Was Like Homework.

I Couldn't Find Any Good Pictures In Magazines Of Ordinary Modern Street Corners In America, So I Persuaded This Guy I Knew In Sacramento - Stanley Something-or-other - To Spend A Day With Me Driving Around Just To Take Snapshots.

The Only Burning Passion I'm Sure I Have Is The Passion For Sex.

I'm Into Old-time Music, I'm Not Very Interested In Modern, Popular Music At All. And If I'm Really Into Some Particular Old-time Musician, Some Fiddler Or Banjo Player, I'm Always Dying Of Curiosity To See What They Look Like.