A great work of art is like a dream; for all its apparent obviousness it does not explain itself and is never unequivocal.
So much is happening in this area worldwide, it would simply be a drop in the ocean. I would rather spend my energy on developing as an artist, and seriously making works of art. I believe it is the duty of the artist to do that, the duty of a person who has certain capacities. Art is at the very centre of society, in my view.
For pure spirits, the coupling of art and money is abject. Art is antithetical to the market in that the latter apparently reduces something exceptional to a simple commodity.
Works of art, which represent the highest level of spiritual production, will find favor in the eyes of the bourgeois only if they are presented as being liable to directly generate material wealth.
For a collector, putting a price on an artwork simply means assigning a scale of value to his pleasure. He is governed by highly relative principles, and these reveal the extent to which the art market is a mental construction.
A young architect came to ask a question. “i dream of spaces full of wonder. Spaces that rise and envelop flowingly without beginning, without end, of a jointless material white and gold”. “when i place the first line on paper to capture the dream, the dream becomes less”. This is a good question. I once learned that a good question is greater than the most brilliant answer. This is a question of the unmeasurable and the measurable. Nature, physical nature, is measurable. Feeling and dream has no measure, has no language, and everyone’s dream is singular. Everything that is made, however, obeys the laws of nature. The man is always greater than his works because he can never fully express his aspirations. For to express oneself in music or architecture is by the measurable means of composition or design. The first line on paper is already a measure of what cannot be expressed fully. The first line on paper is less.
Form and Design, 1960-61