It is possible to make a living thing, not a diagram of what I have been thinking: to posit with paint something living, something that changes each day.
There's some mysterious process at work here, which I don't even want to understand.
I am a night painter, so when I come into the studio the next morning the delirium is over.
More than a process, painting is being possessed.
To paint is a possessing rather than a picturing.
Painting and sculpture are very archaic forms. It's the only thing left in our industrial society where an individual alone can make something with not just his own hands, but brains, imagination, heart maybe.