Few contemporary artists mined the space between the ordinary and the strange better than Orozco did.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There are times when I prefer a cerebral moment with an artist, and I'll just enjoy the wit of a Picabia or a Duchamp. It amuses me that they thought that what they did would be a good way of making art.
Back when I was in college, people used to talk about the alienation of the artist, not ever quite fitting in any place.
You know, artists don't really have all that much experience of life. We make a huge amount out of the small experience that we do have.
You know, for a long time I have been of the opinion that artists don't necessarily know what they're doing. You don't necessarily know what kind of universal concept you're tapping into.
Today each composer is not only involved in aesthetics, but he's actually trying to create his own language.
As one gets older one sees many more paths that could be taken. Artists sense within their own work that kind of swelling of possibilities, which may seem a freedom or a confusion.
Pollock said several times that he couldn't separate himself from his art. Not knowing much about modern art when I began to read about him, I was much more his persona - his struggles as a human being - that was interesting to me.
A lot of very popular mainstream artists are products of record companies and marketing companies, and any time anyone can stand outside of that, that's interesting.
The creative artist seems to be almost the only kind of man that you could never meet on neutral ground. You can only meet him as an artist. He sees nothing objectively because his own ego is always in the foreground of every picture.
I've never been able to understand where great artists come from.