I Feel More As If I'm Shaping

To Will A New Form Is Unacceptable, Because Will Builds Distortion. Desire, Too, Is Incomplete And Arbitrary. These Strategies, However Intimate They Might Become, Must Especially Be Removed To Clear The Way For Something Else.

Usually I Draw In Relation To My Painting, What I Am Working On At The Time. On A Lucky Day A Surprising Balance Of Forms And Spaces Will Appear... Making Itself, The Image Taking Hold. This In Turn Moves Me Toward Painting - Anxious To Get To The Same Place, With The Actuality Of Paint And Light.

Lots Of Artists Who Paint Have The Experience To One Degree Or Another... Where Their Thinking Doesn't Precede Their Doing... It's A Funny Thing, What I Really Hate Yet I Have To Go Through With It, Is The Preparation.

I Have A Studio In The Country - In The Woods - But My Paintings Look More Real To Me Than What Is Outdoors. You Walk Outside; The Rocks Are Inert; Even The Clouds Are Inert. It Makes Me Feel A Little Better. But I Do Have A Faith That It Is Possible To Make A Living Thing, Not A Diagram Of What I Have Been Thinking: To Posit With Paint Something Living, Something That Changes Each Day.

I Do Not See Why The Loss Of Faith In The Known Image And Symbol In Our Time Should Be Celebrated As A Freedom. It Is A Loss From Which We Suffer, And This Pathos Motivates Modern Painting And Poetry At Its Heart.