I've struggled all my life to get maximum meaning in the simplest possible form.
I never decided at all to be an artist; being an artist seems to have happened to me.
the more visible my work became, the less visible I grew to myself.
January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.
Generosity is often the stalking horse of control.
Art comes into the highest part of the mind, that with which we can know the presence of God.