Common objects become strangely uncommon when removed from their context and ordinary ways of being seen.

My sin as a painter is that I just want to paint anything I want to paint - and repaint.

If we don't have a sense of humor, we lack a sense of perspective

Every paint-stroke takes you farther and farther away from your initial concept. And you have to be thankful for that.

I haven't the slightest idea what art is, but to be a painter is something of which you have to prove.

Art is not delivered like the morning paper; it has to be stolen from Mount Olympus.

Commonplace objects are constantly changing… The pies, for example, we now see, are not going to be around forever. We are merely used to the idea that things do not change.