It is a great piece of folly to attempt to make anything out of my early life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
First of all there is always that artistic challenge of creating something. Or the particular experience to take slum life in that period and make something out of it in the form of a book. And then I felt some kind of responsibility to my family.
A little part of my life is built around ancient art.
Artistically I am still a child with a whole life ahead of me to discover and create. I want something, but I won't know what it is until I succeed in doing it.
There is a probably natural and learned reticence with myself talking about my early life.
Making your life is ultimately an extraordinarily creative endeavor.
I made all sorts of things: drawings, sculptures - I was doing origami before I even knew the word. I was constantly creating.
I've always had a love for making things my own.
My mother could make something out of nothing - and everything started from scratch.
Then one day I thought it would be wonderful to make a whole book, to make my text and my drawings together, and that's how I started doing children's books.
I always knew I wanted to create. I used to sit in my room for hours drawing and making things. I once got into trouble for cutting up my mother's lampshades to make a dress. I was three.