I Don't Start With A Color Order,

There Are No Rules. Let The Picture Lead You Where It Must Go.

Every Canvas Is A Journey All Its Own.

The Question Of Sex Will Take Care Of Itself.

Every So Often Every Artist Feels, 'i'll Never Paint Again. The Muse Has Gone Out The Window.' In 1985, I Hardly Painted At All For Three Months, And It Was Agonizing. I Looked At Reproductions. I Stared At Matisse. I Stared At The Old Masters. I Stared At The Quattrocento. And I Thought To Myself - Don't Push It! If You Try Too Hard To Get At Something, You Almost Push It Away.

I Wanted Things That I Couldn't At Times Articulate.