Imagine if eggs were brown. I don't care if they taste good or not, but if you saw some gelatenous brown stuff with a green yolk, you'd go "Well, I don't know.."

I think colors unite us like red roses unite us.

Gray is the most supreme color in existence.

Nobody wakes up in the morning thinking, "I can't wait to crank out a steaming pile of crap today." And yet it happens.

That's what creativity is—assaulting uncertainty on a daily basis.

The most beautiful things for me is the act of creative expression. So why am I worried about all these aspects of the creative process that aren't beautiful?

I find it really inspiring to just live in a dysfunctional crumbling city full of people who make things.

And selfishly, I feel like when people inhibit there own creative process it makes my life poorer. Because when people are able to indulge their creativity it makes all of our lives better.

I've seen so many projects stillborn, because the creator doubts themselves.

It seems like for many people, that's there biggest inhibitory factor, they criticize themselves almost a priori. Before they start working on their creative project, the critical voice kicks in. And it's so heartbreaking, so unnecessary.

When you're early in your career, you can start with your tools too much instead of starting with the idea.