If I was an artist, and I was in the studio, then whatever I was doing in the studio must be art.
It's just strange to think about...whether I'll be an artist or what I'll be doing.
In art, the only one who really knows whether what you've done is honest is the artist.
Pete and Repeat were sitting on a wall. Pete fell off. Who was left? Repeat.
The true artist helps the world by revealing mystic truths.
Did you stop because it was good enough, or could have done more - but then maybe ruined it too? Sometimes you finish because you've gone too far.