Ever since I was two, I’ve loved octopuses, monsters, abandoned buildings.

Fantasy abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters

Old ideas can sometimes use new buildings. New ideas must use old buildings.

My mother and I took over abandoned buildings to sleep in.

I just thought everybody lived around abandoned buildings and crack-heads, … I lived in the ghetto until I was like 19. I came to Los Angeles, stayed at hotels and stuff. When I got back and I saw what my neighborhood looked like, I started getting scared.

The thing that surprised me the most is just how much money women that weren’t rich were paying for their hair. When you’re in a beauty parlor in Harlem next to abandoned buildings and somebody’s paying five grand for a weave, that’s a bit much. I think this is, in a weird way, part of the health care debate. It’s like, hmm, there’s people with $2000 weaves that could have bought health care with that weave money.