I'm accustomed to just working by myself, alone in the room and cranking up the music and just working and getting all into an obsessive state where I'm focused on this thing, and it's the one thing that I feel like I may have a little bit of control over in my life.

The problem with prostitution in my experience is that it's often unsatisfying.

Art is one of the few places where you can put it in a constructive way where it won't burn you up inside or hurt anyone.

When Allen Ginsberg was still alive, he was was an artist, but he was very local. He was just another wing-nut in the neighborhood and he was very accessible. You'd see him in Tompkins Square Park or in the local delicatessen, in one of the greasy spoon restaurants on First Avenue or a Chinese restaurant.

Art grabs people by their eyeballs, it seduces them ... art is a means to an end rather than simply an end in itself.

As I developed as an artist and studied art history, I noticed that all the great works were dealing with the human condition. [Art] had humor in it. It had sex in it. But it also had sorrow running through it.

In art school we're always taught that art is an end in itself - art for art's sake, expressing yourself, and that that's enough.