My own image of my work is that I no sooner settle into something than a break occurs. These breaks are always painful and depressing but despite them I see that there's a consistency that holds out, but is hard to define.

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.

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

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.

The key is what is within the artist. The artist can only paint what she or he is about.

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

I like a canvas to breathe and be alive. Be alive is the point. And, as the limitations are something called pigment and canvas, let's see if I can do it.