I believe that the artist's involvement in the capitalist structure is disadvantageous to the artist and forces him to produce objects in order to live.

Banal ideas cannot be rescued by beautiful execution.

Artists are mystics rather than rationalists. They leap to conclusions that logic cannot reach.

Your work isn't a high stakes, nail-biting professional challenge. It's a form of play. Lighten up and have fun with it.

The artist is seen like a producer of commodities, like a factory that turns out refrigerators.

The narrative of serial art works more like music than like literature.

One should be intelligent enough to know when not to be too intellectual