In my eyes, making art is very often about something that you don't know.

We were brought up in a world which was based on Aristotle. Science-wise and everything, that's really quite exciting and you learn a lot. There was one problem: there were parallel realities. And in a parallel reality, there's always one reality that's the prime and the second is always a secondary. And everything's a reflection of something else.

Artists try to ask questions, and within our society, unless there are artists, those questions don't get asked. And everybody blames the market.

Like the people that in the 60s or 70s claimed the "end of painting" - all they did was open up a whole new branch for painting. Happily, it doesn't work. It's not a reason for art. Closing something out is not a reason for something to exist.

You can't have a $2 million painting unless it's on the wall somewhere and somebody saw it.

Accreditation. The "doctorate of fine art." I've never heard something so stupid in my entire life.

I only work in relation to what the work is about. Yes, of course, if the world's coming to an end I would basically try to get out of the way when the sky falls.