I wish I could, but when it comes to memories, my mind doesn’t work that way. My memories span the amount of time it takes me to finish a painting, and then they dissolve. But in the in-between, I’m completely focused on that memory and the pieces of it that come together to make the painting: the way the light rests on a figure, colors, forms, shadows – things like this. I memorize the feelings. Where warm transitions to cool, etc. Most of the time, I don’t even know what day of the week it is. I do always remember who is funny and who isn’t, though. And who is kind.

I’m not anything.

Pittsburgh is a very down-to-earth city. You sit on the stoop with friends and eventually bike around. When I lived in Pittsburgh, we still used basic phones. The buses didn’t work and there was always snow. I painted all day and all night. Poland is pure magic. In New York City, I’m fortunate to constantly meet talented and passionate individuals. Regardless of what they are pursuing, it’s very inspiring. In New York, though, seven days is not enough for one week. Time feels compressed, and I wish there were two extra days between Saturday and Sunday.

It’s not possible to explain, that’s the way I see the world. It does change, the way I see. Each day is a new day.

I go slightly mad and I listen to a lot of Leonard Cohen.

Painting from imagination is the most difficult. Painting from life is much easier. You have guidelines that you can then decide how to distort. Painting with other artists is like eating pizza with hot sauce but without a napkin: you’re happy but your face is also covered with hot sauce.

Either solitude or a raspberry croissant.

It’s a story of the everyday. The beauty of the mundane.

All bodies are beautiful. They’re just shells for the soul. People who live their life with love as a backbone are beautiful.

I don’t attribute a specific meaning to any one color. Sometimes, red expresses danger, sometimes passion, joy, etc. It all depends on how it’s used in the overall color palette of the work.

I listen to reactions when people tell me what they think. I do listen lightly. If you change who you are to impress others, then you’ll forget who you are. You know?

I see myself doing the same thing I’m doing now, but with longer hair.