So there's only one tactic for the state: kill the seers.

Painting isn't an aesthetic operation; it's a form of magic designed as mediator between this strange hostile world and us.

If I spit, they will take my spit and frame it as great art.

The best calculation is the absence of calculation. Once you have attained a certain level of recognition, others generally figure that when you do something, it's for an intelligent reason. So it's really foolish to plot out your movements too carefully in advance. You're better off acting capriciously.

I who have been involved with all styles of painting can assure you that the only things that fluctuate are the waves of fashion which carry the snobs and speculators; the number of true connoisseurs remains more or less the same.

An artist must forget painting when he paints. That's the only way he will do original work.

The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?