I never wish for critics.

Intention involves such a small fragment of our consciousness and of our mind and of our life.

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.

It's simple, you just take something and do something to it, and then do something else to it. Keep doing this, and pretty soon you've got something.

I love drawings, so I've always enjoyed making drawings that exist on their own.

As one gets older one sees many more paths that could be taken. Artists sense within their own work that kind of swelling of possibilities, which may seem a freedom or a confusion.

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.