I didn't study the piano - the piano studied me.
The girls you picked up from the bars were not the girls you took home to mother.
What I made depended on what I found on the street. At least in the beginning, my materials came from the street.
By nature, I am a materialist... It is exactly these impingements upon our sense of touch and so forth that I'm interested in.
If you forge a Carl Andre, it's just another Carl Andre. It's not like a Vermeer.
It seems with progress you gain certain things and you lose certain things. The automobile replaced the horse and buggy but you lost all of that nice manure.