“When I get back into the city, it doesn’t matter where you plop me down, I have my friends around me and I feel so blessed.”

I didn’t go to art school. So, I never had this moment of taking time to actually learn how to make things and learn about art history and learn about people that came before me.

I always feel like I don’t know how to express myself. I need to be with people that understand my language.

I did a project on immigration, which is something that has always been close to my heart. For me, immigration was the way to evolve, to make people better.

Everyone moves for reason. You need a reason to leave everything behind.

You need people with brain and heart and soul that give it all. You need young people on skateboards and you need people running around making noise.

I think we all just love to be together and there are just not enough reasons to be together.

I love lawyers and bankers, they are my family, but I don’t want to live with them. It doesn’t make a city.

I came back [to Beijing ] because that’s the only time I had an excuse to come back, or otherwise I would never have a reason to come back.

I’m not nostalgic. My memories are back here in my mind.

Back in the days when I was young I’m not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again

Once again, we find ourselves back in the unknown – not in the idea of the unknown, but in the lived reality of it. It’s the mind humbled, on its knees, with bare feet and free of the known.

Every one of my works, when I’m looking back, becomes some kind of solution, or something to concentrate on.

You never get it back, but to this day I don’t regret splitting up.

I’m like a boomerang, I always come back.

More and more do I see that only a successful revolution in India can break England’s back forever and free Europe itself.