If the Frieze Art Fair catches on I imagine at least two great things happening. First we will once again have a huge art fair in town that isn't too annoying to go to. More importantly Frieze may finally show New Yorkers that we can cross our own waters for visual culture. That would change everything.

Kinkade's paintings are worthless schmaltz and the lamestream media that love him are wrong. However I'd love to see a museum mount a small show of Kinkade's work. I would like the art world and the wider world to argue about him in public out in the open.

If only we could persuade galleries to observe a fallow period in which for two months every other year new and old works of art could be sold in back rooms and all main galleries would be devoted to revisiting shows gone by.

Abstract Expressionism - the first American movement to have a worldwide influence - was remarkably short-lived: It heated up after World War II and was all but done for by 1960 (although visit any art school today and you'll find a would-be Willem de Kooning).

The art world is molting - some would say melting. Galleries are closing museums are scaling back.

I would no more quarrel with a man because of his religion than I would because of his art.

In its most limited sense modern art would seem to concern itself only with the technical innovations of the period.

What an artist is trying to do for people is bring them closer to something because of course art is about sharing. You wouldn't be an artist unless you wanted to share an experience a thought.

I consider skateboarding an art form a lifestyle and a sport. 'Action sport' would be the least offensive categorization.

'Healing ' Papa would tell me 'is not a science but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'

Mild autism can give you a genius like Einstein. If you have severe autism you could remain nonverbal. You don't want people to be on the severe end of the spectrum. But if you got rid of all the autism genetics you wouldn't have science or art. All you would have is a bunch of social 'yak yaks.'

I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends living like starving artists and wonder 'Where's the art?' They weren't doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do so much fun to be had... maybe I could even quit renting.

All humanity is passion without passion religion history novels art would be ineffectual.

Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion history romance and art would be useless.

Perhaps it's good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he's happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art after all but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?

He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel hypocrite and flatterer for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.

Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.

Without art the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.

No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did he would cease to be an artist.

I would've been intrigued by being a film director. I would've been intrigued by politics. I thought about architecture.

I would like to attend college in the future when I have time. I have always been interested in architecture so perhaps I would pursue a degree in that or business.

I was a student at Columbia College actually in the Architecture school. Paul would drive in from Queens showing me these new songs. I can't remember us working it out.

I would fix other people's lines if they asked me on occasion. The hard part of writing is the architecture of it getting the story and structuring it. Not the tweaking of lines.

I could be happy doing something like architecture. It would involve another couple of years of graduate school but that's what I studied in college. That's what I always wanted to do.