Whatever I Do Seems Artificial And False,

I Think That One Wants From A Painting A Sense Of Life. The Final Suggestion, The Final Statement, Has To Be Not A Deliberate Statement But A Helpless Statement. It Has To Be What You Can't Avoid Saying.

I’m Interested In Things Which Suggest The World Rather Than Express The Personality... The Most Conventional Thing, The Most Ordinary - It Seems To Me That Those Things Can Be Dealt With Without Having To Judge Them; They Seem To Me To Exist As Clear Facts, Not Involving Aesthetic Hierarchy.

I Think Through Living One's Life, One Both Changes And Remains The Same. One Can See It Either Way, One Can See Oneself As Being Now What One Was And One Can See Oneself As Being Absolutely Different From What One Was. It's A Trick Of Thought.

My Experience With Life Is That It's Very Fragmented. In One Place Certain Kinds Of Thing Occur, And In Another Place A Different Kind Of Thing Occurs. I Would Like My Work To Have Some Vivid Indication Of Those Differences. I Guess, In Painting, It Would Amount To Different Kinds Of Space Being Represented In It.

I Often Find That Having An Idea In My Head Prevents Me From Doing Something Else. Working Is Therefore A Way Of Getting Rid Of An Idea.