Life doesn't last, art doesn't last
I would like the work to be non-work. This means that it would find its way beyond my preconceptions...It is the unknown quantity from which and where I want to go. As a thing, an object, it accedes to its non-logical self. It is something, it is nothing.
Excellence has no sex.
Don't ask what the work is. Rather, see what the work does.
In my inner soul art and life are inseparable.
First feel sure of idea, then the execution will be easier.