I'm Sort Of Like A Maniac, And

If I Gain Support, The Support Doesn't Seem To Mean Anything. It's Not Like Anyone Really Cares About Me.

I Stopped Painting In 1990 At The Peak Of My Success Just To Deny People My Beautiful Paintings. And I Did It Out Of Spite.

I Am Available To All Women - All Women Who Can Afford Me, That Is.

I Heard My Mother Talking Badly Of Me To People Who Were Talking Badly Of Me In Her Salon. That's Probably The Thing That I'm Most Sensitive Of In All My Friendships And My Relationships. I Just... I Just Can't Take That. I'm Comfortable With Enemies, But I Can't Take It From Friends.

I Do Not Want My New Works To Be Generated In A Market Or Audience Of Any Kind.