Contemporary art is an epoch of false money allied with false culture.
I wanted to be with the men I admired rather than the Scottish Arts Council crowd, so I spent a lot of time in graveyards. You get less trouble from the dead.
Somebody will be exhibiting a bunch of bananas in a gallery, and they'll get me on to talk dirty about it.
Conceptual art is entirely word-bound. It is, in fact, the kind of art that is exhausted in its verbal description.
Finlay was the godfather of a problem that's rampant everywhere today. He called the people who made his work 'collaborators'... nowadays it's 'fabricators'... talented people who are grateful, desperate and thwarted. There's plenty of them.
