The roots was one of my first art. Back when I moved to Looney Street, about in the middle seventies, I used to go over to the water and find pieces of trees—roots, branches—that reminded me of something, and I would make something out of it. Paint it, put it in the yard. The yard was full of that back then. People ask me questions, like why I make my art, like it's so I can heal or if I'm psychic. I tell them I don't believe in none of that. I believe you got to have faith in God. I believe God heals, God knows. Whatever happens is the will of God. People believe in witchcraft and that old voodoo stuff, but I don't. I don't argue against them because I found out you get into a lot of trouble trying to explain things to people.