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I Like Living, Breathing Better Than Working...my Art Is That Of Living. Each Second, Each Breath Is A Work Which Is Inscribed Nowhere, Which Is Neither Visual Nor Cerebral, It's A Sort Of Constant Euphoria.

The Life Of An Artist Is Like The Life Of A Monk, A Lewd Monk If You Like, Very Rabelaisian. It Is An Ordination.

Do Unto Others As They Wish, But With Imagination.

The Only Thing That Is Not Art Is Inattention

It's Not What You See That Is Art. Art Is The Gap.