Sid Vicious began the age of participation in which everyone could be the artist. Sid proved that you don't have to play well to be the star. You can play badly or not even at all. I endorsed that attitude. If you can't write songs no problem - simply steal one and change it to your taste.

Crime is terribly revealing. Try and vary your methods as you will your tastes your habits your attitude of mind and your soul is revealed by your actions.

Every man should follow the bent of his nature in art and letters always provided that he does not offend against the rules of morality and good taste.

I love art dealers. In some ways they're my favorite people in the art world. Really. I love that they put their money where their taste is create their own aesthetic universes support artists employ people and do all of this while letting us see art for free. Many are visionaries.

Artistic qualities that once seemed undeniable don't seem so now. Sometimes these fluctuations are only fickleness of taste momentary glitches in an artist's work or an artist getting ahead of his audience (it took me ten years to catch up to Albert Oehlen). Other times however these problems mean there's something wrong with the art.

I have a soft spot for art that in terms of subject matter and material is in bad taste.

Well Art is Art isn't it? Still on the other hand water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

I think we love bacon because it has all the qualities of an amazing sensory experience. When we cook it the sizzling sound is so appetizing the aroma is maddening the crunch of the texture is so gratifying and the taste delivers every time.

It's odd because I used to see pictures on telly or wherever of what I now know to be Shaftesbury Avenue and I used to wonder what that amazing street with all the lights was. Well now I know. I think when you get a wee taste of something it maybe isn't what you thought it was.