Half the world wants to be like Thoreau worrying about the noise of traffic on the way up to Boston; the other half use up their lives being part of that noise. I like the second half.

I paint not the things I see but the feelings they arouse in me.

The final test of a painting, theirs, mine, any other, is: do the painter's emotions come across?

Half the world wants to be like Thoreau worrying about the noise of traffic on the way up to Boston; the other half use up their lives being part of that noise. I like the second half.

If I feel a painting I'm working on doesn't have imagery or emotion, I paint it out and work over it until it does.

You instinctively like what you can't do.

To be right is the most terrific personal state that nobody is interested in.