My interpretation of the metaphor is that the living room represents the exterior self that we consciously present to our chosen audience while the bedroom represents who we are in our most private, intimate, primal moments. I've been talking about a disconnect between the way I make art and the way I live my life. In other words, my artwork is the living room (or maybe it's the lawn) and I'm uncomfortable with that. The work comes from my observation of nature and a knowledge that people I don't know will see it. I create works that are esthetically pleasing to many people and have intimate detail, but are not particularly revealing of who I am. Rather than performing the role of artist, I want to communicate the way that I live, see and think. I'm hoping to move my artwork toward the bedroom, but still be selective about what moments are available to the viewer. That is to say, I'm not looking to expose every visceral and mundane detail of my existence through a Big Brother type of surveillance, but I am seeking to convey something intimate.