To End Up With A Canvas That

Every Picture One Paints Involves Not Painting Others.

Sometimes Images May Emerge From Some Chord In My Subconscious, The Way A Dream Might. Even In Those Paintings Where An Image Unconsciously Develops, A Certain Kind Of Experience Is Usually Necessary In Order To Perceive It.

What Could Be More Interesting, Or In The End, More Ecstatic, Than In Those Rare Moments When You See Another Person Look At Something You've Made, And Realize That They Got It Exactly, That Your Heart Jumped To Their Heart With Nothing In Between.

An Odd Contradiction, If The Layman Were Correct In His Unconscious Assumption That An Artist Begins With Reality And Ends With Art: The Converse Is True - To The Degree That This Dichotomy Has Any Truth - The Artist Begins With Art, And Through It Arrives At Reality.

If You Can't Find Your Inspiration By Walking Around The Block One Time, Go Around Two Times-but Never Three.