Art (n.) is a mental act, a fact of consciousness.
Art (n.) is neither political nor social.
Art (n.) is not the links which exist but those that are missing. It's not what you see that is art... art is the gap.
Art (n.) is a habit-forming drug. That's all it is, for the artist, for the collector, for anybody connected with it.
Art (n.) is a mirage. A mirage, just like the oasis that appears in the desert. It is very beautiful, until the moment when you die of thirst, obviously. But we do not die of thirst in the field of art. The mirage has substance.
Art (n.) is anything the artist says it is.
Art (n.) is created between artist and spectator — The artist performs only one part of the creative process. The onlooker completes it, and it is the onlooker who has the last word.
Art (n.) is in everything but inattention
Art (n.) is like a shipwreck; it's every man for himself.
Art (n.) is making the invisible, visible.
Art (n.) is necessarily about shock — unless a picture shocks, it is nothing.
Art (n.) is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
Art (n.) has absolutely no existence as veracity, as truth.
Art (n.) has the lovely habit of ruining all artistic theories.
Art (n.) is the gap — It's not what you see that is art.