I Am Never Free Of The Past.

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

People Were Very Affected By The War. But It Didn't Mean You Stopped Painting Unless You Were Called Into The Army; Then You Just Couldn't Paint. But Otherwise One Continued.

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.

I Went Into My Own Black-out Period Which Lasted Two Or Three Years Where The Canvases Would Simply Build Up Until They'd Get Like Stone And It Was Always Just A Gray Mess. The Image Wouldn't Emerge, But I Worked Pretty Regularly. I Was Fighting To Find I Knew Not What, But I Could No Longer Stay With What I Had.

In The Late 30s The Name Pollock Was Totally Unknown And Unheard Of.