I Don't Express Myself In My Paintings.

I'm Not An Abstractionist... I'm Not Interested In Relationships Of Colour Or Form Or Anything Else.

Look, It's My Misery That I Have To Paint This Kind Of Painting, It's Your Misery That You Have To Love It, And The Price Of The Misery Is Thirteen Hundred And Fifty Dollars.

Pictures Must Be Miraculous: The Instant One Is Completed, The Intimacy Between The Creation And The Creator Is Ended.

The Progression Of A Painter’s Work…will Be Toward Clarity; Toward The Elimination Of All Obstacles Between The Painter And The Idea, And Between The Idea And The Observer…to Achieve This Clarity Is, Inevitably, To Be Understood.

The Abstract Artist Has Given Material Existence To Many Unseen Worlds And Tempi.