Philosophy gets its ugly head into everything, but I don't think we live philosophy anymore. It's done.

I went through about six or seven painting methods just to see what I didn't want to do. And then I got off the wall, and went into the environment.

If I could relive my life, what I would do is work with scientists. But not one scientist, because they're locked into their little specializations. I'd go from scientist to scientist to scientist, like a bee goes from flower to flower.

I hate to put tags on things, because tags change, and they change with the requirements made on them.

People are always fighting reality until it's pushed down their throats.

Most wonderful things are unconscious.

What I did for my last act as a painter, if you call me a painter, was to photograph the weave of the canvas, and enlarge it and enlarge it until it became like a landscape.