For me it was sort of career suicide to work in color, but I did it because I perceived myself from an early stage to be interested in seasonality - the changing of the seasons - that's what I deeply loved.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
As I got further into my career, as a character of color, if I was going to have the types of opportunities I felt I deserved, and continue to have them, I was going to have to start creating those opportunities for myself.
I can't say that there's been some big change during my career where all of a sudden everything's totally colorblind.
When our daughter was born, a light went on for me - there was more to life than what I was doing. It felt like being famous for being a paint salesman. It wasn't the dream I was sold on. I'd had enough of it.
Color is an intense experience on its own.
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.
I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singing, melting all the colors, expressing reds and blacks that had to be less primary but bursting with subtly colored combinations.
The hopeless grief of those poor colored people affected me more than almost anything else.
I have led a pretty colorful life.
The blues are what I've turned to, what has given me inspiration and relief in all the trials of my life.
I love putting people to work of color.