Sociological critics are waste makers.
Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?
The reason I'm painting this way is that I want to be a machine, and I feel that whatever I do and do machine-like is what I want to do.
You know it's ART, when the check clears.
Voyeurism is a director's job description. It's an artist's, too.
Since I was shot, everything is such a dream to me. Like I don't know whether I'm alive or whether I died. I wasn't afraid before. And having been dead once, I shouldn't feel fear. But I am afraid. I don't understand why.