For this series I dreamed myself up onto Mars, and I saw the whole of the Martian world as devoid of straight lines. It was a weird, hallucinatory Nirvana. It was a mad, sweet explosion of color, and for weeks straight after work, I stayed home and painted in my apartment. I only wore orange, there was no other I could imagine wearing. Then one morning I woke and realized that I'd invented a small world--and that Jupiter, Neptune, and Mercury are yet to be painted.