Painting Is Traditional But For Me That

How Could One Be In This World Without Feeling Dismayed By It? Even If One Paints Flowers And Gingerbread.

I Pursue No Objectives, No Systems, No Tendency; I Have No Program, No Style, No Direction. I Have No Time For Specialized Concerns, Working Themes, Or Variations That Lead To Mastery. I Steer Clear Of Definitions. I Don’t Know What I Want. I Am Inconsistent, Non-committal, Passive; I Like The Indefinite, The Boundless; I Like Continual Uncertainty.

The Political Topicality Of My October Paintings Means Almost Nothing To Me, But In Many Reviews It Is The First Or Only Thing That Arouses Interest, And The Response To The Pictures Varies According To Current Political Circumstance. I Find This Rather A Distraction.

Throwaway Snapshots Come Closest To Achieving The State Of Pure Picture.

I Think Everybody Starts Out By Seeing A Few Works Of Art And Wanting To Do Something Like Them. You Want To Understand What You See, What Is There, And You Try To Make A Picture Out Of It. Later You Realize That You Can't Represent Reality At All - That What You Make Represents Nothing But Itself, And Therefore Is Itself Reality.