My Mother Left Me For Seven Years

You Either Create Something And You Keep It A Secret And You Die With It, Or You Can Benefit The Craft.

I Was A Bit Of A Rebel.

I Was Born In 1928 And By 1931 The Depression Was Beginning To Mount.

I Kept Thinking I Would Be Spending My Life Up To My Elbows In Shampoo.

My Idea Was To Cut Shape Into The Hair, To Use It Like Fabric And Take Away Everything That Was Superfluous.