I remember looking at books when I was in high school, but I don't think I really stood in front of a genuine painting or sculpture until I was out of high school.

There's art that I think is pretty silly, but it doesn't get under my skin like it used to.

I think that time moves slower in painting. And maybe that accounts for a lot of the anxiety around painting in the last 40 or 50 years.

I don't really get excited about good things happening to me.

I think, with abstraction, it's easy to fall into a sort of pastiche.

I've always liked the fact that galleries are free to visit in New York.

You have the 20th century wrapping up and everything is moving at this breakneck speed? And then, painting is still walking. It's just a very human activity that takes time.