Early on I was very involved with the notion of the painting as an object and tended to attack that idea from different directions.

One night I dreamed that I painted a large American flag, and the next morning I got up and I went out and bought the materials to begin it.

In my early work, I tried to hide my personality, my psychological state, my emotions. This was partly due to my feelings about myself and partly due to my feelings about painting at the time. I sort of stuck to my guns for a while but eventually it seemed like a losing battle. Finally one must simply drop the reserve.

Old art offers just as good a criticism of new art as new art offers of old.

I'm working in my mind.

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

Sometimes I see it and then paint it. Other times I paint it and then see it. Both are impure situations, and I prefer neither. At every point in nature there is something to see. My work contains similar possibilities for the changing focus of the eye.