There's always been a potential erotic possibility with objects.

I don't do abstract art because I don't find it as interesting as I do subjects and depictions.

I am for the art of underwear and the art of taxicabs. I am for the art of ice cream cones dropped on concrete.

I started to draw buildings. I called them Proposed Colossal Monuments - they weren't for real, not for actual building. It was more a critique of architecture.

The thing about the ray gun is, you pick up anything you see on the street that's the shape of a gun.

I am for an art that takes its form from the lines of life itself, that twists and extends and accumulates and spits and drips, and is heavy and coarse and blunt and sweet and stupid as life itself.

I'm in favor of an art that does something other than just sit on its ass in a museum.