Americans didn't really have any experience with something as basic as "community."

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.

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.

I think so much of art is unconscious anyway, the artist doesn't know the real reason they're doing it. They're just kind of going along with it intuitively.

Everyone wants to be part of the 99%, even the cops are like, "No, no, man. I'm part of the 99% too." No one wants to be part of the 1%.

Working people are working even longer hours, even though we won the eight-hour workday at the Haymarket General Strike in Chicago.

Artists always live in the cracks anyway, whatever culture they're in. They're usually accustomed to not having much money, to kind of roughing it.