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.

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.

A newspaper that you're not reading can be used for anything; and the same people didn't think it was immoral to wrap their garbage in newspaper.

I don't want a picture to look like something it isn't. I want it to look like something it is.

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

A pair of socks is no less suitable to make a painting with than wood, nails, turpentine, oil and fabric.

But I was in awe of the painters; I mean I was new in New York, and I thought the painting that was going on here was just unbelievable