Edward Ruscha
Edward Ruscha
Edward Joseph Ruscha IVis an American artist associated with the pop art movement. He has worked in the media of painting, printmaking, drawing, photography, and film. Ruscha lives and works in Culver City, California...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPop Artist
Date of Birth16 December 1937
CityOmaha, NE
CountryUnited States of America
paris romance london
I wasn't captivated by the romance of Paris or London. I love visiting, but I'd rather be in L.A.
new-york anxiety would-be
Perhaps there would be more anxiety in my work if I lived in New York.
flower boss utterance
When I began painting, all my paintings were of words which were gutteral utterances like Smash, Boss, Eat. Those words were like flowers in a vase.
anxiety modern-life speed
The subject [of Los Angeles] became a general metaphor for anxiety and the speed of modern life.
real want way
Yes, there's a certain power to a photograph. The camera has a way of disorienting a person, if it wants to and, for me, when it disorients, it's got real value.
media may kind
I don't do social media of any kind. If I did, I may as well join Scientology.
country art fun
I barely knew I wanted to be an artist. I liked my art classes and painting was fun, I guess, but I didn't realize that seeing the country was going to inspire me to further explore that... but that's what it did.
fall thinking people
Part of ego is displaying the ego. I've got ego, and I think I'm really good. But maybe I fall down in trying to sell it to people.
tree cameras use
I just use [the camera]. I just pick it up like an axe when I've got to chop down a tree. I pick up a camera and go out and shoot the pictures I have to shoot.
art wow should
Good art should elicit a response of 'Huh? Wow!' as opposed to ‘Wow! Huh?'
world sacred forgotten
I'm interested in glorifying something that we in the world would say doesn't deserve being glorified. Something that's forgotten, focused on as though it were some sort of sacred object.
book people gasoline
When I first did the book on gasoline stations, people would look at it and say, Are you kidding or what? Why are you doing this? In a sense, that's what I was after: I was after the head-scratching.
airports blue sky
Traveling is irritating to me, but not driving. Going to the airport makes me nervous, but when I set out to just take a leisurely drive, it's blue skies and puffy clouds and time.
art opportunity rare-occasion
There was no hope for any kind of big opportunity. I'm not saying it was hopeless. The big pay-off was to work as an artist and gain some shred of respect from your friends, who were also artists. But there was never any notion that you could make a living out of art. On the rare occasions you had a gallery show, and sold a little work, well, that was just gravy.