I'm sure we don't read old paintings the way they were intended

I am sick of talking about What and Why I am doing. I have always believed that the WORK is the word. Action is seen less clearly through reason. There are no shortcuts to directness.

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.

This is a portrait of Iris Clert if I say so.

I don't think any one person, whether artist or not, has been given permission by anyone to put the responsibility of the way things are on anyone else

Being right can stop all the momentum of a very interesting idea.

Every time I've moved, my work has changed radically.