My parents said that art wasn't practical. They kept having relatives call me and tell me I should go and study nursing or take the bar here, in NY. They just didn't understand why and how making art could make me successful, but it's only about success through their eyes which is about having a house, a top position at some company, cars, etc. That isn't my dream.
Most of them [family members] still haven't acknowledged my success, the doubters that is. My folks and my brother they're proud of me now and I've surprised them. But all this success it's been building. You know? We've had lots of small victories and just kept moving forward. They always said, I work to hard, that I should take a break but I insisted that I need to keep striving.