A product of the untalented, sold by the unprincipled to the utterly bewildered.

Abstract art: a product of the untalented sold by the unprincipled to the utterly bewildered.

Abstract Art: A product of the untalented, sold by the unprincipled to the utterly bewildered.

My work is being destroyed almost as soon as it is printed. One day it is being read; the next day someone's wrapping fish in it.

Today's younger generation is no worse than my own. We were just as ignorant and repulsive as they are, but nobody listened to us.

The secret of how to live without resentment or embarrassment in a world in which I was different from everyone else . . . was to be indifferent to that difference.