What is your ideal office?
My ideal office is sleeping at night inside my dream.
What is your favorite word?
‘Minus.’ ‘Minus’ means everything which is not there, which
means everything you can imagine. I’m mostly interested in
things I can’t see or places I haven’t been. ‘Minus’ covers that.
Is there anywhere you want to go?
Not physically. The place I wanted to go the most is a city
called Trieste, in Italy. It’s a place near the sea. I think it
would take me two hours to get there, but I will never go,
because of the word ‘minus.’ I just want to imagine, I don’t
want to go there.
Where would an acid trip take you?
I would like to be a birdman. I would simply like to fly, and
then I would contradict the saying ‘even birds can’t escape.’
I would just go up in the clouds, into valleys and over
mountains. Normal stuff. I just simply want to be a birdman.
What’s your other half?
I only have the other half. Everything about me is about the
other half. The first doesn’t exist in my life, the first half ran
away from me seven years ago. It simply left me behind. So
I only have the other half to relate to. Lawrence Weiner, the
artist, once said that he didn’t give up on painting, painting
gave up on him. In the same way, the first half just gave up on
me and I’m stuck with the second.
What is an idea of yours that failed?
I failed to kill somebody. Several times, especially when I
was younger, the idea of killing somebody passed through
my brain, and luckily enough I never fulfilled this idea. It’s
the only thing I cross my fingers about, that I will not kill
somebody. I pray to God that I will never kill someone
because that would be a terrible thing to do.
Do you believe in prayer?
I’m not sure I believe in God but I talk to him every day.
What will your final meal on Earth be?
My own nails.
What was a defining moment in your life?
I left high school in September and I took a long walk. I was
eighteen years old. I remember it was snowing and I decided
I wanted to leave school, which was quite drastic, and I
wanted to start studying art. But the strange thing is that
there is no snow in Denmark in September. But I remember
there was snow. That was a very special day. I think it was
the 7th of September. I have no idea what would have
happened if I didn’t go through this nonexistent snowstorm.
Maybe something better, maybe something worse. That’s the
amazing thing about being alive, there’s always a train you
catch and a train you don’t catch. Only when you dream at
night do both trains exist. The one you caught and the one
you didn’t catch.
What was your last dream?
I remember a very short dream I had last night. I was walking
through an L-shaped corridor, a very narrow corridor. At the
end of this corridor, I meet this old friend of mine. I never
think about him because we don’t know each other anymore.
It’s kind of amazing that he popped up in a dream because I
never think about him. He just said to me, “This is not my
phone number.”
Will you call him?
Never. I’m insulted by my dream. I have no clue why I dreamt that.
