As I Say, I As An Abstract

I Never Violate An Inner Rhythm. I Loathe To Force Anything. I Don't Know If The Inner Rhythm Is Eastern Or Western. I Know It Is Essential For Me. I Listen To It And I Stay With It. I Have Always Been This Way. I Have Regards For The Inner Voice.

I Like A Canvas To Breathe And Be Alive. Be Alive Is The Point. And, As The Limitations Are Something Called Pigment And Canvas, Let's See If I Can Do It.

At That Point It Certainly Would Be Called Abstract. That Is To Say, You Had A Model And There'd Be One Or Two Or Three People There Drawing The Model But Otherwise You Had Abstractions All Around The Room, Even Though The Model Was In Front Of You.

I Think My Painting Is So Autobiographical If Anyone Can Take The Trouble To Read It.

I Think, If One Is A Painter, All You Experience Does Come Out When You’re Painting.