I Feel As Though The World Is

People Ask Me, 'don't You Ever Run Out Of Ideas?' In The First Place I Don't Use Ideas. Every Time I Have An Idea It's Too Limiting, And Usually Turns Out To Be A Disappointment. But I Haven't Run Out Of Curiosity.

You Can't Make Either Life Or Art, You Have To Work In The Hole In Between, Which Is Undefined. That's What Makes The Adventure Of Painting.

I Was Much Happier When I Had Less Responsibility... When My Only Responsibility Was To My Work And To Myself.

Screwing Things Up Is A Virtue. Being Correct Is Never The Point. I Have An Almost Fanatically Correct Assistant, And By The Time She Re-spells My Words And Corrects My Punctuation, I Can't Read What I Wrote. Being Right Can Stop All The Momentum Of A Very Interesting Idea.

And Also The New Excitement And Variety Of Ways That The Abstract Expressionists Were Applying Paint. You Could Put It On As Though It Were Colored Air And It Would Be Painting.