The artist confronts chaos. The whole thing of art is, how do you organize chaos?
The artist has to be something like a whale swimming with his mouth wide open, absorbing everything until he has what he really needs.
I want to see how life can triumph.
Memory embellishes Life. Forgetfulness makes it possible.
The essence of art is to recapturel the fantasy and the imagination of a child again, but without the innocence of a child.
Sometimes the mind relives things very clearly for us...There are roads out of secret places within us along which we all must move as we go to touch others.