I can live in L.A. as a struggling artist. I cannot live in New York as a struggling artist.
On Aug. 19, 1953, Prime Minister Mohammad Mossadegh of Iran became the first victim of a C.I.A. coup. Ten months later, on June 27, 1954, President Jacobo Arbenz of Guatemala became the second.
I got sober at 27 and started writing around 30 and started playing music in public around 32, 33.
By the year 2025, 500 million people will die of smoking. Now, that's a Vietnam War every day for 27 years. That's the Titanic sinking every 27 minutes for 27 years.
I became a head football coach when I was 27 years old at Miami of Ohio.
I'd always thought that if I could get sober and stay sober, I would be able to have a career making music. My drug and alcohol addiction was the one thing holding me back. I had finally gotten the tools to stay sober, and it was just a matter of writing the songs.
In the 2000s, I became an artist. I started preserving and educating. I became more obsessed with making iPod playlists for people.
I hope that I'm always struggling, really. You develop when you're struggling. When you're struggling, you get stronger.
When I first came to New York, I was surprised by all these out teenagers who were openly on the street being who they were. That intrigued me because I was 27 and still struggling with being myself.
The lower interest rates fueled housing and consumption booms in countries such as Spain and Ireland. At the same time, Germany, struggling with the burdens of reunification, tightened its belt and became more competitive. All this led to a wide divergence in economic performance. Europe became divided into creditor and debtor countries.
It became like a symbolic thing, to be “an artist.” After Duchamp, I realized that being an artist is more about a lifestyle and attitude than producing some product.
There's almost nothing worse to live with than a struggling artist.
I remember what I felt at 27. That's when I became my own person, a woman of the world. I knew what I wanted in life. I fell in love with life.
Whether it's someone struggling with mental illness, someone struggling with poverty or struggling with their own limitations in their social behaviors, for some reason, I'm drawn to characters like that.
Because I went to Chouinard, which then became CalArts, I became a multi-discipline artist - it wasn't just about painting, it was about media and performance.
I became a Christian before I got sober. So I was a drunk, bulimic Christian.