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Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's read more
Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb.
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved read more
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved sensations. It is a question of producing ourselves, not things that enslave us.
I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt read more
I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt like de Kooning, who was asked to comment on a certain abstract painting, and answered in the negative. He was then told it was the work of a celebrated monkey. 'That's different. For a monkey, it's terrific.' - "London Magazine", March, 1967.
A great artist is always before his time or behind it.
A great artist is always before his time or behind it.
Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artist's metaphysical value-judgments. An artist recreates those aspects of reality read more
Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artist's metaphysical value-judgments. An artist recreates those aspects of reality which represent his fundamental view of man's nature.
Anyone who contributes to the defense fund
of pornographers is a mental moonbeam.
Anyone who contributes to the defense fund
of pornographers is a mental moonbeam.
When one buys some of my artwork I hope it is because they will wish to learn from it and read more
When one buys some of my artwork I hope it is because they will wish to learn from it and not because they think it will match their drapes! - 1997.
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, read more
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art.
Balance is the enemy of art.
Balance is the enemy of art.
