Artistic qualities that once seemed undeniable don't seem so now. Sometimes these fluctuations are only fickleness of taste momentary glitches in an artist's work or an artist getting ahead of his audience (it took me ten years to catch up to Albert Oehlen). Other times however these problems mean there's something wrong with the art.

Venice is the perfect place for a phase of art to die. No other city on earth embraces entropy quite like this magical floating mall.

My culture-deprived aspirational mother dragged me once a month from our northern suburb - where the word art never came up - to the Art Institute of Chicago. I hated it.

All art comes from other art and all immigrants come from other places.

Teachers believe they have a gift for giving it drives them with the same irrepressible drive that drives others to create a work of art or a market or a building.

Egotism: The art of seeing in yourself what others cannot see.

The screen is a magic medium. It has such power that it can retain interest as it conveys emotions and moods that no other art form can hope to tackle.

I don't have anything to say about other people's art and their work.

Art is not what you see but what you make others see.

In science as in art and as I believe in every other sphere of human activity there may be wisdom in a multitude of counsellors but it is only in one or two of them.

There is nothing in the world of art like the songs mother used to sing.

Cunning is the art of concealing our own defects and discovering other people's weaknesses.

Criticism is the art of appraising others at one's own value.

What I've discovered is that in art as in music there's a lot of truth-and then there's a lie. The artist is essentially creating his work to make this lie a truth but he slides it in amongst all the others. The tiny little lie is the moment I live for my moment. It's the moment that the audience falls in love.

Criticism is the windows and chandeliers of art: it illuminates the enveloping darkness in which art might otherwise rest only vaguely discernible and perhaps altogether unseen.

One of the interesting things here is that the people who should be shaping the future are politicians. But the political framework itself is so dead and closed that people look to other sources like artists because art and music allow people a certain freedom.

All that we call ideal in Greek or any other art because to us it is false and visionary was to the makers of it true and existent.

The art of motherhood involves much silent unobtrusive self-denial an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.

Only through art can we emerge from ourselves and know what another person sees.

Ethics is in origin the art of recommending to others the sacrifices required for cooperation with oneself.

The finest works of art are precious among other reasons because they make it possible for us to know if only imperfectly and for a little while what it actually feels like to think subtly and feel nobly.

He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel hypocrite and flatterer for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.

Art is not a treasure in the past or an importation from another land but part of the present life of all living and creating peoples.

I think art is the only thing that's spiritual in the world. And I refuse to forced to believe in other people's interpretations of God. I don't think anybody should be. No one person can own the copyright to what God means.