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.

There is no reason not to consider the world as one gigantic painting.

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

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

I don't like masterpieces having one-night stands in collectors' homes between auctions.

One has to believe in what one is doing, one has to commit oneself inwardly, in order to do painting. Once obsessed, one ultimately carries it to the point of believing that one might change human beings through painting. But if one lacks this passionate commitment, there is nothing left to do. Then it is best to leave it alone.

Curiosity is the main energy.