Art Has Absolutely No Existence As Veracity,

It's True, Of Course, Humor Is Very Important In My Life, As You Know. That's The Only Reason For Living, In Fact.

I Have Drawn People's Attention To The Fact That Art Is A Mirage. A Mirage, Just Like The Oasis That Appears In The Desert. It Is Very Beautiful, Until The Moment When You Die Of Thirst, Obviously. But We Do Not Die Of Thirst In The Field Of Art. The Mirage Has Substance.

This Concern Which Interests Us More Than Anything Else: The Blurring Of The Distinction Between Art And Life.

I Thought To Discourage Aesthetics... I Threw The Bottlerack And The Urinal In Their Faces And Now They Admire Them For Their Aesthetic Beauty.

In The Creative Act, The Artist Goes From Intention To Realization Through A Chain Of Totally Subjective Reactions.