I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that didn't matter – that would be my life.

To be an artist you have to give up everything, including the desire to be a good artist.

Make something, a kind of object, which as it changes or falls apart (dies as it were) or increases in its parts (grows as it were) offers no clue as to what its state or form or nature was at any previous time. Physical and Metaphysical. Obstinacy. Could this be a useful object?

I never wish for critics.

I am not strong on perfection.

I am just trying to find a way to make pictures.

The thing is, if you believe in the unconscious - and I do - there's room for all kinds of possibilities that I don't know how you prove one way or another.