Every now and then one paints a picture that seems to have opened a door and serves as a stepping stone to other things.

Two of the most frustrated trades are dentists and photographers - dentists because they want to be doctors, and photographers because they want to be painters.

I want to get to the stage where nobody can tell how a picture of mine is done. What's the point of that? Simply that I want nothing but emotion given off by it.

If one knows exactly what is going to be done, why do it?

For a long time I limited myself to one colour - as a form of discipline.

When I enter the studio, I leave my body at the door the way the Moslems leave their shoes when they enter the mosque, and I only allow my spirit to go in there and paint.

I do not evolve, I am.