One doesn't make art for other people, even though I am very concerned with the viewer

There's something imminent in the work, but the circle is only completed by the viewer.

I'm not an artist who has an agenda that's set by the work

You know that day after day of, Oh God what am I going to do with myself feeling? The fear of the emptiness that it implies keeps me going

If you get a bad review, you take that in your stride.

That freedom that Picasso afforded himself, to be an artist in a huge number of ways, seems to be a huge psychological liberation.

All ideas grow out of other ideas