I come from a family that does not believe in art to this day. They think art is vanity.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My dark little secret is that I don't actually believe many people in the art world have much feeling for art.
What strikes me is the fact that in our society, art has become something which is only related to objects, and not to individuals, or to life.
I grew up with art from the innocent age of ten - with art, but with no sense of identity.
I think art comes from some sense of discomfort with the world, some sense of not quite fitting with it.
I don't know if I believe in art. I certainly believe in light.
How can anybody learn anything from an artwork when the piece of art only reflects the vanity of the artist and not reality?
Art is the way people see things, and I think it's great when individuals can find in fashion something they truly believe is artistic.
I am always rethinking how art is perceived and received, questioning our relationship to art. That's always been a constant.
Everyone in my family has some kind of artistic tendency. My great grandmother was a jewelry designer, and her daughter was a ceramic tile muralist.
I don't believe in art. I believe in artists.