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No art is possible without a dance with death.

It's a very intimate experience, reading a book. You're as close as you get to anyone - except in bed. No, closer.

It's a scary time ... this is how the Roman Empire fell. We're dancing as Rome burns.

It's a place where people would shit in bags, staple it to a wall, and call it an art project.

It's a great excuse and luxury, having a job and blaming it for your inability to do your own [art]. When you don't have to work, you are left with the horror of facing your own lack of imagination and your own emptiness. A devastating possibility when finally time is your own.

It is necessary to have a lot of faith in one's work to hold out, which my father - if he were still alive - would consider sick.

Imagination without skill gives us contemporary art.

I'm an artist. Artists make mistakes.

I passionately hate the idea of being with it; I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.

For a true artist, difficulties become opportunities and clouds become solid present.

Everything is shit. The word art must be redefined. This is the age where everyone creates.