My parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles were all funny, and I felt that energy, that delivery, that timing, that sarcasm. All that stuff seeped into my brain.
Mine was not pop art. I maybe started with a subject, but I changed the subject.
Everything I do is completely original-I made it up when I was a kid.
I'm in favor of an art that does something other than just sit on its ass in a museum.
Because my work is naturally non-meaningful, the meaning found in it will remain doubtful and inconsistent - which is the way it should be. All that I care about is that, like any startling piece of nature, it should be capable of stimulating meaning.
My rule was not to paint things as they were. I wasn't copying; I was remaking them as my own.
Food is like clay; you can sculpt with it. Also it has an odor, and you can eat it. I don't eat a lot of cake, but I do make cakes! And unlike the Campbell's Soup Cans, my food is a humanized form and scale.
We live now in a global village and we are in one single family. It's our responsibility to bring friendship and love from all different places around the world and to live together in peace.
That's something that annoys the hell out of me-I mean if somebody says the coffee's all ready and it isn't.
Yet what happened in fact? In the middle of the night John woke up and saw me sleeping beside him with no doubt a look of peace on my face, even of bliss, bliss is not unattainable in this world. He saw me—saw me as I was at that moment—took fright, hurriedly strapped the armour back over his heart, this time with chains and a double padlock, and stole out into the darkness.
Do not offend devotees or even non-devotees. Because all those whom we know as devotees today were once not devotees.