My Tendency Towards Bareness And Simplification Has

That Which Interests Me Above All Else Is The Calligraphy Of A Tree Or The Tiles Of A Roof, And I Mean Leaf By Leaf, Branch By Branch, Blade By Blade Of Grass.

The Works Must Be Conceived With Fire In The Soul But Executed With Clinical Coolness.

The Painting Rises From The Brushstrokes As A Poem Rises From The Words. The Meaning Comes Later.

More Important Than A Work Of Art Itself Is What It Will Sow. Art Can Die, A Painting Can Disappear. What Counts Is The Seed.

If You Have Any Notion Of Where You Are Going, You Will Never Get Anywhere.