When he was in art class in junior high school, the teacher brought out a plaster-of-Paris statue for the students to draw. "I was drawing very intently, but I couldn't help thinking how strange it was-why would this well shaped plaster-of-Paris man be lying on the ground? He looked like he had been knocked over, just like me when I was small and was often held against the ground while being beaten.
他說，初中美術課時，老師拿了一個石膏像讓同學素描，「我畫的很認真，但心裡免不了奇怪，為什麼這個體型不錯的石膏人總是躺在地上，好像被打倒的樣子，就像我小時候經常被人壓在地上動彈不得一樣。