There's something really cool about being able to fly to South Africa and watch one of the most talented African footballers wearing a shoe on the field.

I think there's something important in going against the grain, and perhaps finding value in things that aren't necessarily institutionally recognized.

This is something that, as artists, we constantly deal with-throwing away the past, slaying the father, and creating the new. This desire to throw away the old rules.

The backgrounds by design are a very key part of the conversation, because I want a kind of fight or pressure to exist between the figure and the background.

All art is self-portraiture.

Painting is situational. And my particular situation exists within gender, race, class, sexuality, nation.

I believe that artists should be part of the culture. I think that my work clearly bears that out.

The art world has become so insular. The rules have become so autodidactic that, in a sense, they lose track of what people have any interest in thinking about, talking about or even looking at.

We have a lot of sort of received historical ways of viewing portraiture. And I suppose in some way I'm sort of questioning that by toying with the rules of the game.

We're wired to be empathetic and to care about the needs of others, but also to be curious about others. And I think that's just sort of in our DNA. And so portraiture is a very human act.

I guess art is in the eye of the beholder.

I love to live things, so I wanted to immerse myself and get into the mindset - and sandals - of my forefathers.

When you contact the Higher Self, the source of power within, you tap into a reservoir of infinite power.

Men ought to find the difference between saltiness and bitterness. Certainly, he that hath a satirical vein, as he maketh others afraid of his wit, so he had need be afraid of others' memory.

It's not like I'm such a shiny happy person either, you know? I'm a wreck too, I'm just... still alive.

I'm the last person who has any desire to instruct anybody in shame. That's no errand for me.

Lay not the plummet to the line; religion hath no landmarks; no human keenness can discern the subtle shades of faith.

I deeply regret the damage my original case caused women. I want the Supreme Court to examine the evidence and have a spirit of justice for women and children.

I'm like a backward berry, Unripened on the vine, For all my friends are fifty, And I'm only forty-nine.

Wonder is the desire of knowledge.

I want to do drawings which touch some people... In either figure or landscape I wish to express, not sentimental melancholy, but serious sorrow.