My early assistants would throw out some paper and I would take it out of the trash.
"Why are you throwing this away, you're gonna use it."
When I was going to school, you had to write on both sides of the paper on the same paper.
So yea, I'm a pack rat, "Ah, I could use that somehow."
I saw a lot of that in India, how people there would recycle anything.
And make something new out of it. You see it a lot in folk art.
I probably got my... My first lesson probably came from the shredders.
You know, you are picking up stuff out of the street, and I would pick up photographs from the street.
Well, I think if somebody wanted to borrow an imagery and use it, I would be flattered.
Ha, here's something I worked on.
I really just don't think imageries should be owned, including my own.
If it's part of our world, it's like owning words. How could you own words? I mean it's stuff to use.
She was retouched, like... [chuckles]