When I Was A Kid

The Quality Of A Painter Depends On The Amount Of Past He Carries With Him.

The Earth Doesn't Have A Housekeeper To Do The Dusting. And The Dust That Falls On It Every Day Remains There. Everything That's Come Down To Us From The Past Has Been Conserved By Dust.

If I Spit, They Will Take My Spit And Frame It As Great Art.

If I Paint A Hammer And Sickle People May Think It Is A Representation Of Communism, But For Me It Is Only A Hammer And Sickle. I Just Want To Reproduce The Objects For What They Are, Not For What They Mean.

You Don't Make Art, You Find It