I paint what cannot be photographed that which comes from the imagination or from dreams or from an unconscious drive.

I've said it before but it's absolutely true: My mother gave me my drive but my father gave me my dreams. Thanks to him I could see a future.

My parent's divorce and hard times at school all those things combined to mold me to make me grow up quicker. And it gave me the drive to pursue my dreams that I wouldn't necessarily have had otherwise.

Acting isn't for me. I don't like being told what to do. I'm more interested in set design more visually driven.

When I was very very young seven years old I heard there was school where you could go to learn to draw. That was my absolute driven passion to become an artist or a painter. So the romantic realist in me I studied to be a graphic design artist and an art teacher.

'Hamlet' is one of the most dangerous things ever set down on paper. All the big unknowable questions like what it is to be a human being the difference between sanity and insanity the meaning of life and death what's real and not real. All these subjects can literally drive you mad.

I'm one of the slowest drivers on the road. I mosey along. If you're doing anything too fast including living life too fast that creates sudden death. If I have to be somewhere on time I make sure I leave early enough.

You must not fear death my lads defy him and you drive him into the enemy's ranks.

I recruited my dad to be my bass player and fired him on several occasions. He stayed on as a bus driver.

Dad was a bus driver and when he finished work he would repair cars.