When I came to Brigham Young , they had a pretty weak art program. I studied art history and Spanish, and I found art pretty boring. Art programs today, whether prestigious art school or appendage of a university, they don’t really dig representational art. They see Norman Rockwell as an illustrator, not an artist. When I expressed interest in, you know—“I want to capture man’s quest for speed! I wanna synergize organic with mechanical!”—my teachers were like, it’s silly, you’re not expressing yourself. Well, for them, it’s silly. For me, it’s honest and sincere. I couldn’t throw up some silly abstract thing in front of a building in New York. That wouldn’t be me. You might not think I’m the greatest sculptor in the world, but what I do really does come from the heart, from the soul; it’s what I eat, breathe and live.