An Artist Is Forced By Others To

If I Stretch My Arms And Wonder Where My Fingers Are - That Is All The Space I Need As A Painter.

Whatever An Artist's Personal Feelings Are, As Soon As An Artist Fills A Certain Area On The Canvas Or Circumscribes It, He Becomes Historical. He Acts From Or Upon Other Artists.

You Have To Keep On The Very Edge Of Something, All The Time, Or The Picture Dies.

The Texture Of Experience Is Prior To Everything Else.

Art Never Seems To Make Me Peaceful Or Pure.