I need to be alone for certain periods of time or I violate my own rhythm.

I think, if one is a painter, all you experience does come out when you’re painting.

Painting... in which the inner and the outer man are inseparable, transcends technique, transcends subject and moves into the realm of the inevitable.

All my work keeps going like a pendulum; it seems to swing back to something I was involved with earlier, or it moves between horizontality and verticality, circularlity, or a composite of them. For me, I suppose, that change is the only constant.

As I say, I as an abstract artist was active politically.

I never violate an inner rhythm. I loathe to force anything. I don't know if the inner rhythm is Eastern or Western. I know it is essential for me. I listen to it and I stay with it. I have always been this way. I have regards for the inner voice.

I am never free of the past. I have made it crystal clear that I believe the past is part of the present which becomes part of the future.