I was really poor for most of my adult life.

I really loved music and went to a lot of clubs to see bands and dance. I loved going out.

I never heard the term "art world" until I was in my thirties, and I was like, "What are you guys talking about?" It's the world, and we all live in the world!

I'd grown up poor; I had no idea what it was like to be comfortable.

I like getting stuff out of the way so you can see something clearly, see it sharply, have it be new again.

I grew up in Harlem, but I moved to the Lower East Side when I was a teenager and it was ... I feel like when I try to describe it, it doesn't sound believable. It just sounds like you're lying. And I see it on the faces of my younger friends.

I don't quite understand how a generation and a half after the Second World War we've gotten where we are now.