Understanding is a form of blindness. Good art, I think, can never be understood.

The working process is ideally freeing my mind.

There was a whole language that I could never make function for myself in relationship to painting, and that was attitudes like tortured, struggle, pain.

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

The only thing that I could get with chance, and I never was able to use it, was that I would end up with something quite geometric or the spirit that I was interested in, indulging in, was gone.

I usually work in a direction until I know how to do it, then I stop, At the time that I am bored or understand - I use those words interchangeably - another appetite has formed.

Sometimes I have taken photographs and just felt so excited that I could barely hold the camera steady, and the photo was boring.