Basically Painting Is Total Idiocy.

There's A Moment For Everyone When You Fall Into Your Own Shadow And The Fact Is That It's Your Shadow And You're Forced To Live In It. And This Is Nothing To Celebrate Or Not Celebrate. It Simply Is.

There Was A Whole Language That I Could Never Make Function For Myself In Relationship To Painting, And That Was Attitudes Like Tortured, Struggle, Pain.

I Don't Think There's Anything Really Wrong With Influence Because I Think That One Can Use Another Man's Art As Material Either Literally Or Just Implying That They're Doing That, Without It Representing A Lack Of A Point Of View.

Screwing Things Up Is A Virtue. Being Correct Is Never The Point. I Have An Almost Fanatically Correct Assistant, And By The Time She Re-spells My Words And Corrects My Punctuation, I Can't Read What I Wrote. Being Right Can Stop All The Momentum Of A Very Interesting Idea.

Most Artists Try To Break Your Heart, Or They Accidentally Break Their Own Hearts.but I Find The Quietness In The Ordinary Much More Satisfying.