I don't paint to live, I live to paint.

Every so often, a painter has to destroy painting. Cezanne did it, Picasso did it with Cubism. Then Pollock did it. He busted our idea of a picture all to hell. Then there could be new paintings again.

Flesh was the reason why oil painting was invented

Spiritually I am wherever my spirit allows me to be, and that is not necessarily in the future... Art never seems to make me peaceful or pure.

Once, after finishing a picture, I thought I would stop for awhile, take a trip, do things-the next time I thought of this, I found five years had gone by.

Im not someone whos ever said anything definitive about his work. In my life also I have very little fixed form. I can change overnight.

I don't paint to live, I live to paint.