You keep on balancing and balancing and balancing until the picture wins, because then the subject's turned into the picture.

Eventually, a collection ceases to be a personal indulgence and assumes its own identity. In fact, it becomes a thing in its own right - rather like Frankenstein's monster.

I am isolated as an artist, not as a person.

Passion lies between one mark and the next, and also within all of them.

My friends tend to be writers. I think writers and painters are really all the same-we just sit in our rooms.

In England, it's thought to be morally suspect to worry about what your surroundings look like.

A collection makes its own demands. Many artists have been collectors. I think of it rather as an illness. I felt it was using up too much energy.