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Every Artist Feels Alone And Isolated, Friends Are Very Important In Terms Of All Sorts Of Definitions Of Oneself. They Tell You What You Are And What They Are Aside From The Intellectual Aspects.

I Think That One Wants From A Painting A Sense Of Life. The Final Suggestion, The Final Statement, Has To Be Not A Deliberate Statement But A Helpless Statement. It Has To Be What You Can't Avoid Saying.

Marcel Duchamp, One Of This Century's Pioneers, Moved His Work Through The Retinal Boundaries Which Had Been Established With Impressionism Into A Field Where Language, Thought And Vision Act Upon One Another. There It Changed Form Through A Complex Interplay Of New Mental And Physical Materials, Heralding Many Of The Technical, Mental And Visual Details To Be Found In More Recent Art... He Declared That He Wanted To Kill Art ("for Myself") But His Persistent Attempts To Destroy Frames Of Reference Altered Our Thinking, Established New Units Of Thought, A "new Thought For That Object."

I Don't Want My Work To Be An Exposure Of My Feelings.

Art Is Either A Complaint Or Appeasement.