GO & A
help any burglar that breaks in – they’d think, ‘Somebody’s got here before us!’ There’s some old photos on the wall of my grandparents and a few family holiday snaps which, when I get around to it, I’ll frame. That’s it, really.
GQ: Except for the massive statue of Zeus out back. NX:
It’s just Zeus’ head, but yes, it’s a big, full-on 800kg brass head in the tiny backyard of my unit. I don’t know why I have it. He reminds me of my Greek background and is scarily beautiful. Maybe, subconsciously, I like looking at Zeus, and Zeus looking at me. It’s not disconcerting for me. Maybe for him.
GQ: Any other sculptures, artworks or talismans we should know about? NX:
I’m not a big collector of anything. I drive a Toyota Yaris with a 1.3-litre engine and 200,000km on the clock. For 18 years I drove a three-cylinder Daihatsu Charade where you had to turn off the air conditioning to accelerate. Now, I have the fat four-cylinder Yaris, I get more speeding fines…
GQ: Speaking of fat, we heard you’re attempting to shift five kilos. Is that correct? NX:
Ten. But I’m on medication which slows my metabolism and makes it hard to lose weight.
GQ: Is this for the heart condition that almost killed you back in 2002? NX:
They told me I was going to cark it. Things were grim. I was on oxygen. In a wheelchair. I couldn’t walk. My heart was giving out because it had this weird viral infection that was slowly choking my blood supply. It was traumatic. But