One wants one's work to be the world, but of course it's never the world. The work is in the world; it never contains the whole thing.

I have no ideas about what the paintings imply about the world. I don't think that's a painter's business. He just paints paintings without a conscious reason.

I am not strong on perfection.

I don't know how to organise thoughts. I don't know how to have thoughts.

Old art offers just as good a criticism of new art as new art offers of old.

Art is either a complaint or appeasement.

I tend to like things that already exist.