They say the one thing that people who live the longest have in common is that they have a religious belief.

I realized that I wasn't naturally born to good taste. I understand what it is, but I am happy to wear bright colors. I do have a few items of black clothing, but I think good taste and doing the same thing over and over again is what the whole art world has become.

I'm getting more and more isolated as I get on in years. I think people's insanity starts to slowly take over.

If I don't have a deadline, I could fuss around with stuff for forever.

There's so many bigger things in the world. The art world is such a tiny little thing compared to wars and migration crises. It's weird to be self-absorbed in it.

I'm jealous of that time when you could afford lofts and survive on almost nothing. You can't do that anymore.

When you're younger, you go out and you're convivial because you have to be. But once you don't have to meet people anymore, what's your motivation in going out?