You can't paint pictures of love. You can only imagine them. So I suppose I don't need a painting by another artist. I have enough of my own.

Sometimes I smoked opium. And I also took LSD - for a while, quite a lot of LSD, in fact. But I never had any bad experiences. I stopped in 1985. I'd had enough, and I don't miss it, either.

Most forgers are caught because they tell the wrong person about what they do.

Did I want to spend all my time working on a painting? No, I wanted to have fun, travel, meet women and live life.

In a legal sense, I am a convicted criminal.

For the cynic, art is defined through money. That, of course, is a very sad statement. But an artist is someone who does creative things.

I wouldn't be ashamed to sell my own art for a lot of money.