Alex Flemming

My studio is my Concorde.

What I do in one sentence: I fly.

Why I didn’t get a proper job: The only possibility for me was to become a pilot.

An artwork I dream of and I would get accomplished if space, time and money were abundant: My soul.

Artists, I have on my watch list (and why): All those who suffer.

I am afraid of exploding.

How I want to be buried resp. words I want to be written on my tombstone: I want to be buried with my cell-phone on my pocket and please write at the tombstone: here are the remains of someone who suffered.