When I paint I feel that all the artists of the past are behind me.

I have discovered photography. Now I can kill myself. I have nothing else to learn.

To find is the thing.

I do not evolve, I am.

It's insane how many Roman coins are being found! It's as if all Romans had holes in their pockets. They sowed coins wherever they went. Even in the fields. Maybe to grow money . . .

Whatever the source of emotion that drives me to create, I want to give it a form which has some connection with the visible world, even if it is only to wage war on that world....I want my paintings to be able to defend themselves to resist the invader, just as though there were razor blades on all surfaces so no one could touch them without cutting his hands.

All Children are Artists