I'm working in my mind.

I have no ideas about what the paintings imply about the world. I don't think that's a painter's business. He just paints paintings without a conscious reason.

Everybody is of course free to interpret the work in his own way. I think seeing a picture is one thing and interpreting it is another.

To me, self-description is a calamity.

The thing is, if you believe in the unconscious - and I do - there's room for all kinds of possibilities that I don't know how you prove one way or another.

Most of the power of painting comes through the manipulation of space... but I don't understand that.

I never wish for critics.