One works without thinking how to work.

To me, self-description is a calamity.

I'm not sure what 'coming out right' means. It often means that what you do holds a kind of energy that you wouldn't just put there, that comes about through grace of some sort.

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.

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

One wants one's work to be the world, but of course it's never the world. The work is in the world; it never contains the whole thing.

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