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

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

I always have a good reason for taking something out but I never have one for putting something in. And I don't want to, because that means that the picture is being painted predigested.

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

I used to think of that line in Allen Ginsberg's 'Howl', about the 'sad cup of coffee'.. ..I have had cold coffee and hot coffee and lousy coffee, But I've never had a sad cup of coffee.

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

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