What has been said does not simply belong to us.
I paint the way I spread butter on pumpernickel.
If you don't do it my way, I suggest you commit suicide.
Just as the unmusical ear is not competent to judge music, so it is likewise with pictures, whether they are paintings, drawings or photos. Only a sensitive and trained eye gives us the right to judge.
Abstraction is real, probably more real than nature.
I start from experience and read. . .always between polarities - loud and not-loud, young and old, spring and winter. If I can make black and white behave together instead of shooting at each other only, I feel proud.