Red, of course, is the colour of the interior of our bodies. In a way it's inside out, red.

I don't want to have anything to say, it just gets in the way. I think the journey of an artist is a journey of discovery and some engagements with paint, with the nature of material, with bodily things...One wants to open the story, not close it.

Re-investing in one's own little moments of insight is very important

It's the role of the artist to pursue content

There's something imminent in the work, but the circle is only completed by the viewer.

It's precisely in those moments when I don't know what to do, boredom drives one to try a host of possibilities to either get somewhere or not get anywhere.

The whole point of being an artist is to have no agenda. To say, you know, I don't know what I am going to do tomorrow, I don't know what it's going to look like, and I'm going to have a go at it.