You can't make a perfect painting. We can see perfection in our minds. But we can't make a perfect painting.

I used to meditate until I learned to stop thinking.

My paintings are certainly nonobjective. They're just horizontal lines. There's not any hint of nature. And still everybody responds, I think.

The worst thing you can think about when you're working is yourself.

When I think of art I think of beauty. Beauty is the mystery of life. It is not in the eye it is in the mind. In our minds there is awareness of perfection.

I would like my work to be recognized as being in the classical tradition (Coptic, Egyptian, Greek, Chinese), as representing the Ideal in the mind. Classical art cannot possibly be eclectic. One must see the ideal in one's own mind. It is like a memory - an awareness -of perfection.

I'm very careful not to have ideas, because they're inaccurate.