I think that if you don't like something and it's not easy, you shouldn't be doing it.

I'm retiring because my time is up.

I have no evangelical feelings about art at all. I despise art education. Art doesn't lend itself to education. There is no knowledge there. It's a set of propositions about how things should look.

In my experience, you always think you know what you're doing; you always think you can explain, but you always discover, years later, that you didn't and you couldn't. This leads me to suspect that the principal function of human reason is to rationalize what your lizard brain demands of you. That's my idea.

Bad taste is real taste, of course, and good taste is the residue of someone else's privilege.

It used to be that if you stood in front of a painting you didn't understand, you'd have some obligation to guess. Now you don't.

If I go to London, everyone wants to talk about Damien Hirst. I'm just not interested in him. Never have been.