To All Appearances, The Artist Acts Like

It Is The Spectators Who Make The Pictures.

In My Day Artists Wanted To Be Outcasts, Pariahs. Now They Are All Integrated Into Society

My Idea Was To Chose An Object That Wouldn't Attract Me, Either By Its Beauty Or By Its Ugliness. To Find A Point Of Indifference In My Looking At It, You See

I Consider Painting As A Means Of Expression, Not As A Goal.

Society Takes What It Wants. The Artist Himself Does Not Count, Because There Is No Actual Existence For The Work Of Art. The Work Of Art Is Always Based On The Two Poles Of The Onlooker And The Maker, And The Spark That Comes From The Bipolar Action Gives Birth To Something - Like Electricity. But The Onlooker Has The Last Word, And It Is Always Posterity That Makes The Masterpiece. The Artist Should Not Concern Himself With This, Because It Has Nothing To Do With Him.