I was poking fun at myself most of all.
Destruction is also creation.
This concern which interests us more than anything else: the blurring of the distinction between art and life.
It's not what you see that is art. Art is the gap.
In the last analysis, the artist may shout from all the rooftops that he is a genius; he will have to wait for the verdict of posterity.
I like living, breathing better than working...my art is that of living. Each second, each breath is a work which is inscribed nowhere, which is neither visual nor cerebral, it's a sort of constant euphoria.