There's Nobody Living Who Couldn't Stand All

Beauty And Happiness And Life Are All The Same And They Are Pervasive, Unattached And Abstract And They Are Our Only Concern. They Are Immeasurable, Completely Lacking In Substance. They Are Perfect And Sublime. This Is The Subject Matter Of Art.

Of All The Pitfalls In Our Paths And The Tremendous Delays And Wanderings Off The Track, I Want To Say That They Are Not What They Seem To Be. I Want To Say That All That Seems Like Fantastic Mistakes Are Not Mistakes, All That Seems Like Error Is Not Error; And It All Has To Be Done. That Which Seems Like A False Step Is The Next Step.

It's Not About Facts, It's About Feelings. It's About Remembering Feelings And Happiness. A Definition Of Art Is That It Makes Concrete Our Most Subtle Emotions. I Think The Highest Form Of Art Is Music. It's The Most Abstract Of All Art Expression.

I'm Very Careful Not To Have Ideas, Because They're Inaccurate.

I Hope I Have Made It Clear That The Work Is About Perfection As We Are Aware Of It In Our Minds But That The Paintings Are Very Far From Being Perfect - Completely Removed In Fact - Even As We Ourselves Are.