My Painting Does Not Come From The

When I Am In A Painting, I'm Not Aware Of What I'm Doing. It Is Only After A Sort Of 'get Acquainted' Period That I See What I Have Been About. I Have No Fears About Making Changes, Destroying The Image, Etc, Because The Painting Has A Life Of Its Own. I Try To Let It Come Through. It Is Only When I Lose Contact With The Painting That The Result Is A Mess. Otherwise There Is Pure Harmony, An Easy Give And Take, And The Painting Comes Out Well.

In Response To The Question, 'how Do You Know When You're Finished?' Pollock Replied, 'how Do You Know When You're Finished Making Love?

Painting Is A State Of Being.

I Don't Use The Accident - 'cause I Deny The Accident

He Drove His Kind Of Realism At Me So Hard I Bounced Right Into Nonobjective Painting.