Carl Andre

A man climbs a mountain because it is there. An artist makes a work of art because it is not there.

My art will reflect not necessarily conscious politics but the unanalysed politics of my life.

Every time you work, you have to do it all over again, to rid yourself of this dross. I suppose for a person who is not an artist or not attempting art, it is not dross, because it is the common exchange of everyday life.

My art springs from my desire to have things in the world which would otherwise never be there.