I'm Working In My Mind.

Working Is Very Important To Me. Probably Because As A Child I Was Taught That Work Was Good. I Don’t Believe It Intellectually But I Identify With That Idea. So It’s Probably Just Like A Habit.

I Would Tend To Say That I Do What I Do As Well As Possible And That Most People Don't.

Sometimes I See It And Then Paint It. Other Times I Paint It And Then See It. Both Are Impure Situations, And I Prefer Neither. At Every Point In Nature There Is Something To See. My Work Contains Similar Possibilities For The Changing Focus Of The Eye.

I Have No Ideas About What The Paintings Imply About The World. I Don't Think That's A Painter's Business. He Just Paints Paintings Without A Conscious Reason.

Art As A Fantasy Has Been One Of My Earliest Experiences. I Suppose A Lot Of My Childhood Was A Fantasy That Involved Getting Away From Things I Didn't Like. Fortunately It Had Some Relationship To Reality So That Later I Was Able To, To Some Extent, Act As I Imagined I Might.