There's another world out there just beyond the world we're in. It's just on the other side of that translucent, semitransparent surface.

The world is fine and everything is normal and then, bang, you just get bowled over by the wrathful deities somehow. That happens in very small ways and happens in very large ways when you have a major conflagration in the world. It's another cycle of existence of human beings.

I came of age at the end of the 1960s, just when video was also coming into the world. Companies such as Sony and Panasonic were starting to market it and we artists immediately knew how it could be used.

You are just as qualified as any expert to make a judgment and have a feeling or a response to any work of art.

Emotions are the key to many aspects of life. They are precisely the elements that make human beings human. I think the fact that emotions have been reduced and put off to the side in intellectual work, particularly in the 20th Century, is tragic.

Shostakovich's final pieces, his quartets, are scratching the surface of another world.