I'm attracted to the things that people throw away - the shadow goods, in Jungian terms.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There's something about shadows because you make your own mind up about what's lurking in them.
One is forever throwing away substance for shadows.
The addictive pleasure of abandoning yourself to a book, of losing consciousness of your worries, your body, and your surroundings, to become a ghost haunting other worlds has influenced me in many ways.
An armchair Jungian would say the whole thing is about my own ongoing spiritual search. My interior life has always been one of trying to find a spiritual link, maybe because I'm from a family of separate religious philosophies: Protestant and Catholic.
I've never been interested in philosophy, but some of Jung's ideas seem useful in helping people understand pictures and so forth.
Like in nature, I like things which are based on a few simple principles, even though their manifestation can be very rich.
What interests me is the sense of the darkness that we carry within us, the darkness that's akin to one of the principal subjects of the sublime - terror.
Writing and creating, those things come to me on their own. I feel like... you sort of summon them and it's like allowing the universe to enter your heart in an entirely different way to what it normally does. It's like inviting that energy of the universe to enter into your craft in a way where it has a meaning.
I've always been drawn to spooky things, to the unusual, to things that are dark but in a friendly way.
Nobody likes to throw stuff away. It's just antithetical to our sense of being a person. But we're all habituated to that way of living today.