It Is Sometimes Forgotten How Much Wit

If One Were To Ask A Painter What He Felt About Anything, His Just Response - Though He Seldom Makes It - Would Be To Paint It, And In Painting, To Find Out.

Art Is An Experience, Not An Object.

Nothing As Drastic An Innovation As Abstract Art Could Have Come In To Existence, Save As The Consequence Of A Most Profound, Relentless, Unquenchable Need. The Need Is For Felt Experience - Intense, Immediate, Direct, Subtle, Unified, Warm, Vivid, Rhythmic.

To Pick Up A Cigarette Wrapper Or Wine Label Or An Old Letter Or The End Of A Carton Is My Way Of Dealing With Those Things That Do Not Originate In Me, In My I.

In The End I Realize That Whatever Meaning That Picture Has Is The Accumulated Meaning Of Ten Thousand Brushstrokes, Each One Being Decided As It Was Painted.