The enormous pitfall is devotion to oneself instead of to life. All works that are self-devoted are absolutely ineffective.

My paintings are not about what is seen. They are about what is known forever in the mind.

Anything can be painted without representation.

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

I paint with my back to the world

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

I think our minds respond to things beyond this world. Take beauty: it's a very mysterious thing, isn't it? I think it's a response in our minds to perfection. It's too bad, people not realizing that their minds expand beyond this world.