In simple terms: art has not been a public nuisance for quite a while now. either the people have become well-behaved or the perpetrators of nuisances have become tired.
I hate people,who force their way through at traffic accidents to see blood. They...rape and dismember virgins,and have orgies.
Poetry is when words are robbed of their attributed truth.
Art is gushing hot bile on the fields and harvesting the looks of nasty dwarfs.
Art is created in a state of delirium. Anyting else is the restoration of monuments. Collectors are artist that do not have a home. they have to make one for themselves.
My thinking at that time was determined by a kind of wilfully repressed pleasure in Freud,and I wanted to be as artistically direct as plumber illustrating the history of art with a spanner.
Color will play no part in the art of future.
You become an artist to upset your family.
Ritual might be an acceptable term, if shorn of its overtly religious connotations.For me,breaking taboos became nothing less than a stylistic means. I allowed my body, my self, to be pushed into such extreme situations that certain norms of social behaviour could only appear utterly absurd to me.
In a certain sense,I never left Actionism as I understood it to this very day. Today,I work in sittings that are very similar to the course of the actions. Only the stage has changed on which the presentation takes place.
As a boy,I was extremely shy,certainly as a result of my upbringing. I was an expert blusher,and some of my harsh actions may echo this shyness by way of compensation.
For me,the Bild-Dichtung is the ideal form,because the drawing process is constantly being interrupted or contrasted by the writing. And since I always have something to say when I am writing,the effort has a balancing effect. Drawing and writing are wonderful complements.
My body is the intention. My body is the event. My body is the result.
Writing without making mistakes is like vomiting hot air.