I feel like art is a battle. It is a just another front in the battle of culture. My daughter got in trouble for having dots under her eyes for her school photos. If dots upset people then I hope my art can annoy and challenge. Some people think it is yuppie friendly. Maybe it is intellect friendly. Wherever there is thinking I hope I can turn up. I hope I am there. That is the only attraction to writing. It becomes a place to clarify. Art is the same. It is head scratching understanding. As if to say ‘are you sure?’. Then I say what do you think? My art is pedestrian it must just be Sydney. It is just that I need to keep pushing. There is a lot to explore. It is delinquency with a twist in that there is no broken glass to clean up just a barrage of broken visuals.