In the future, women will have breasts all over. In the future, it will be a relief to find a place without culture. In the future, plates of food will have names and titles. In the future, we will all drive standing up. In the future, love will be taught on television and by listening to pop songs.

...if photos can reproduce the world more perfectly than any painter, can capture an instant, a look, a gesture, then what makes a painting good anymore? Painting subverts this subversion of its traditional nature by redefining itself - art is idea, not simply skillful execution. So, a work can be crudely made, or even machine made - but it has to be practically and functionally useless.

Is giving in to the photographer's presumably natural impulse to compose and light well sometimes okay and not okay other times?

I have trouble imagining what I could do that's beyond the practicality of what I can do.

I don't think I have grand visions that I will never achieve.

The voting booth joint is a great leveler; the whole neighborhood - rich, poor, old, young, decrepit and spunky - they all turn out in one day.

It didn't even occur to me that I'm the last person in the world who should play salsa or Brazilian music.