There are things you can believe in, in life, that you don’t have to believe in, in art.
There are people you can dislike in life, who you can adore in art.
There are people you can respect in life, who you don’t respect in art.
There are things you cannot say in life, which you must say in art.
There are things hidden from you in life, that are revealed in art.
There are wounds you endure in life, that don’t hurt you in art.
There are lies you tell yourself in life, that are absolutely true in art.
Art can subvert, usurp, switch, reveal, conceal, and clarify.
In art the future is behind you, the past is in front of you.
There is no one way to do art, and it can’t be done properly – whatever that means.
Art is like the world. It is whatever you want it to be.