To have all your life's work and to have them along the wall, it's like walking in with no clothes on. It's terrible.

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.

My struggle is to preserve that abstract flash - like something you caught out of the corner of your eye, but in the picture you can look at it directly.

At 18 I began painting steadily fulltime and at age 20 had my first New York show at the Macbeth Gallery.

I think one's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.

I think a person permeates a spot, and a lost presence makes the environment timeless to me, keeps an area alive. It pulsates because of that.

I've tried never to be easily satisfied, and I've been painting like fury now for forty years.... I have a feeling. You paint about as far as your emotions go, and that's about it.