
It was impossible to shut my brain down. All I ever wanted to do was make things. I’d sit in my grandma’s house and paint all day. I’d cut things up, make collages, sing into tape recorders, play the banjo into my answering machine. I’ll tell you how obsessive I was: I would literally change my answering machine, like, once every hour. No one would ever call me. But I kept changing it. I would write a poem or sing a song or record something off the television. Then I’d stick it in the answering machine and hope someone would call it.
Harmony Korine in Kohn/Interviews, 2014
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