I show up in the studio most days expecting answers to questions I have not yet articulated. There is always the hope that I will learn something very meaningful and will become a very deep person. Maybe will learn to stop in time.

I paint often in white not because it symbolizes death but because it is the color of blank, of nothing, convinced that something will happen to it to change it.

After 20 years on New York's Seventh Avenue I have reconciled the love of fashion I thought fluffy with grandiose ideas about art. I now know that they are both means of communication, of emotional exposure and I often use the language of fashion to speak in my work.

-- jkb