Painting relates to both art and life. Neither can be made - I try to act in the gap.

I like photographs of anything uninteresting. Maybe just two doors on a wall... The point is to be uninteresting.

I never allowed myself the luxury of those brilliant, beautiful colors until I went to India and saw people walking around in them or dragging them in the mud. I realised they were not so artificial.

The working process is ideally freeing my mind.

While my classmates were reading their textbooks, I drew in the margins.

You have to have the time to feel sorry for yourself in order to be a good abstract expressionist.

I got so I was really just sick of sculpture.