I Might Be In The Basement. I'll

To Tell You The Truth, I Am Rather Perplexed By The Concept Of 'art'. What One Person Considers To Be 'art' Is Often Not 'art' To Another. 'beautiful' And 'ugly' Are Old-fashioned Concepts That Are Seldom Applied These Days; Perhaps Justifiably, Who Knows? Something Repulsive, Which Gives You A Moral Hangover, And Hurts Your Ears Or Eyes, May Well Be Art. Only 'kitsch' Is Not Art - We're All Agreed About That. Indeed, But What Is 'kitsch'? If Only I Knew!

I Am Always Wandering Around In Enigmas. There Are Young People Who Constantly Come To Tell Me: You, Too, Are Making Op Art. I Haven't The Slightest Idea What That Is, Op Art. I've Been Doing This Work For Thirty Years Now.

For Me It Remains An Open Question Whether [this Work] Pertains To The Realm Of Mathematics Or To That Of Art.

As Far As I Know, There Is No Proof Whatever Of The Existence Of An Objective Reality Apart From Our Senses, And I Do Not See Why We Should Accept The Outside World As Such Solely By Virtue Of Our Senses.

My Work Is A Game, A Very Serious Game.