I think one's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes. I see no reason for painting but that. If I have anything to offer, it is my emotional contact with the place where I live and the people I do.

I don't really have studios. I wander around - around people's attics, out in fields, in cellars, anyplace I find that invites me.

I can't work completely out of my imagination-I must put my foot in a bit of truth-and then I can fly free.

I dream a lot. I do more painting when I'm not painting. It's in the subconscious.

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future - the timelessness of the rocks and the hills - all the people who have existed there.

To be interested solely in technique would be a very superficial thing to me. If I have an emotion, before I die, that's deeper than any emotion that I've ever had, then I will paint a more powerful picture that will have nothing to do with just technique, but will go beyond it.

If somehow I can, before I leave this earth, combine my absolutely mad freedom and excitement with truth, then I will have done something.