To me, nothing in the art world is neutral. The idea of 'disinterest' strikes me as boring, dishonest, dubious, and uninteresting.

John Baldessari, the 79-year-old conceptualist, has spent more than four decades making laconic, ironic conceptual art-about-art, both good and bad.

To engage with art, we have to be willing to be wrong, venture outside our psychic comfort zones, suspend disbelief, and remember that art explores and alters consciousness simultaneously.

Art is a way of showing the outside world what your inside world is like.

All great contemporary artists, schooled or not, are essentially self-taught and are de-skilling like crazy.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art is unsurpassed at presenting more than 50 centuries of work. I go there constantly, seeing things over and over, better than I've ever seen them before.

A lot of people still think caring about clothes is a dubious, unserious, frivolous, girlie thing.

The greatest work of art about New York? The question seems nebulous. The city's magic and majesty are distilled in the photographs of Alfred Stieglitz and Paul Strand.

The secret of food lies in memory - of thinking and then knowing what the taste of cinnamon or steak is.

Outside museums, in noisy public squares, people look at people. Inside museums, we leave that realm and enter what might be called the group-mind, getting quiet to look at art.

In art, scandal is a false narrative, a smoke screen that camouflages rather than reveals. When we don't know what we're seeing, we overreact.

Don't look with your eyes. Don't think with your mind. Know with your heart.

Damn the wars but bless the soldier.

Jealousy that dragon which slays love under the pretense of keeping it alive.

Nobody's life is ever all balanced. It's a conscious decision to choose your priorities every day.

These people marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education and now we've got these knuckleheads walking round.

They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did.

In the late '60s and '70s, when feminism was on the up sweep, there was an awareness of things that we're losing again.

Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country?

Whatever you put attention on will start manifesting in your life. Intention, attention, manifestation; that is how the universe works.

Sometimes the things we really want are right in front of us. We just don't see them.