To Take My Work Seriously Would Be

There Are So Many Things We've Been Brought Up To Believe That It Takes You An Awfully Long Time To Realize That They Aren't You.

I Tend To Be Rather Inconsequential And Trail Off.

Only Art Means Anything.

I've Never Had Any Intentions About Anything. That's Why I Am Where I Am Today, Which Is Neither Here Nor There, In A Literal Sense.

A Small And Sinister Snow Seems To Be Coming Down Relentlessly At Present. The Radio Says It Is Eventually Going To Be Sleet And Rain, But I Don't Think So; I Think It Is Just Going To Go On And On, Coming Down, Until The Whole World...etc. It Has That Look.