Art Has Got Nothing To Do With

Every Normal Human Being (and Not Merely The 'artist') Has An Inexhaustible Store Of Buried Images In His Subconscious, It Is Merely A Matter Of Courage Or Liberating Procedures ... Of Voyages Into The Unconscious, To Bring Pure And Unadulterated Found Objects To Light.

My Paintings Are Not Meant To Be Tasted.

When The Artist Finds Himself He Is Lost. The Fact That He Has Succeeded In Never Finding Himself Is Regarded By Max Ernst As His Only Lasting Achievement.

And Loplop, Bird Superior, Has Transformed Himself Into Flesh Without Flesh And Will Dwell Among Us.

Who Made Art History? Not The Most Reasonable People. The Mad Men Did. If Painting Is The Mirror Of A Time, It Must Be Mad To Have A True Image Of What That Time Is. To One Madness We Oppose Another Madness.