I love Andy Warhol!

I just do art because I’m ugly and there’s nothing else for me to do.

Don’t think about making art, just get it done. Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they are deciding, make even more art.

You have to do stuff that average people don’t understand because those are the only good things.

The child-like, gum-chewing naïveté , the glamour rooted in despair, the self admiring carelessness, the perfected otherness, the wispiness, the shadowy, voyeuristic, vaguely sinister aura, the pale, soft-spoken magical presence, the skin and bones…

If I ever have to cast an acting role, I want the wrong person for the part. I can never visualize the right person in a part. The right person for the right part would...

In the post-Warhol era a single gesture such as uncrossing one’s legs will have more significance than all the pages in War and Peace.