A man sits in his car at the traffic lights waiting for them to go green.
I had some vague memory of visiting Canberra as a lad when we came up with my father by car. But when I made the long train journey from Sydney to Canberra and arrived at the little stop I did wonder slightly whether this really was the national capital.
Whenever I drive under a yellow light I always kiss my finger and tap it on the roof of the car.
Because of that I don't care when I read in the newspaper that I am colourblind. I went through a red light in my car and I stopped when I before a green light. So I must be really colourblind eh?
The day I won an Emmy was also the day my father passed away. I received a call from my sister on the way to the ceremony and had to turn my car around and catch the first flight back to Karachi.
I'm the one who gets called up about a problem. I'm the one who gets called up about the street lighting and the abandoned car. I'm the one who gets blamed if the police don't arrive. I'm the one they blame if a city truck is broken down.
I used to look like a deer in headlights on the red carpet. You step out of the car and it's bedlam. Everyone's got crazy eyes.
I like structure - like driving: go past the school on the street stay on the right side no hitting the car go in right you'll see a big church stop and take a left and you'll have it. By doing this I'm giving a structure of life a path of light and showing what happens between me and me which is something very beautiful.
I mean you've kind of got the track down especially with ovals. The only thing that improves is that when race conditions come you know what to expect slightly more from the track and from your car.
It was 100 feet of 16 mm black-and-white film of a car coming to a stop sign and driving off. I had to decide how to frame and light it. It was magic. There was a sense of mystery.