[Q] Did you feel the need to prove yourself to your father?

Very much, very much indeed. Very much. And I remember saying to my mother... you know, my mother was looking at books on me and that, and she saw Diane Waldman's colour book, and she saw those catalogue raisonné – grey books with all the sculptures I'd made. And she said, ‘There's... that's the one. Those are the ones. Like your colour thing – I don't care about the... the... that thing but I want to know that you've worked, you know?’ Something like that. She didn't say that but, I mean, that was the implication. But it was more my father really that... that... because my mother was always rather artistic, and my father had good taste but he wasn't artistic. He was very fumbly about drawing and doing anything like that – couldn't draw at all.

[Q] Did you grow up in a household where there was art though? Did your parents have art on the wall?

Yes, yes, to a very limited degree. They did; they had some nice paintings. But not – nothing great, nothing important. But nice, and we looked at them.

[Q] Sort of landscapes?

Yeah. We looked at them, you know, and talked about them a bit. I don't remember ever going to an art gallery with my father; we lived in the country anyway.