It's not that the creative act and the critical act are simultaneous. It's more like you blurt something out and then analyze it.

The main thing is not to be dead.

Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.

Without ethical consciousness, a painter is only a decorator.

Nothing as drastic an innovation as abstract art could have come in to existence, save as the consequence of a most profound, relentless, unquenchable need. The need is for felt experience - intense, immediate, direct, subtle, unified, warm, vivid, rhythmic.

Painting that does not radiate feeling is not worth looking at. The deepest-and rarest-of grown-up pleasures is true feeling.

It's not that the creative act and the critical act are simultaneous. It's more like you blurt something out and then analyze it.