I Am Mystified. I Know Only One

A Book Might Be Written On The Injustice Of The Just.

In The Arts, The Critic Is The Only Independent Source Of Information. The Rest Is Advertising.

Sex Is The Great Leveler, Taste The Great Divider.

Picasso Has A Volatile, Explosive Presence. He Seems To Take Art Back To An Earlier Function, Before The Centuries Of Museums And Masterpieces; He Is The Artist As Clown, As Conjurer, As Master Funmaker.

Art Doesn't Come In Measured Quantities: It's Got To Be Too Much Or It's Not Enough.