As I Say, I As An Abstract

I Think, If One Is A Painter, All You Experience Does Come Out When You’re Painting.

People Were Very Affected By The War. But It Didn't Mean You Stopped Painting Unless You Were Called Into The Army; Then You Just Couldn't Paint. But Otherwise One Continued.

We Get Used To A Certain Kind Of Colour Of Form Or Format, And It's Acceptable. And To Puncture That Is Sticking Your Neck Out A Bit. And Then Pretty Soon, That's Very Acceptable.

I Am Never Free Of The Past. I Have Made It Crystal Clear That I Believe The Past Is Part Of The Present Which Becomes Part Of The Future.

Painting, For Me, When It Really 'happens,' Is As Miraculous As Any Natural Phenomenon - As Say, A Lettuce Leaf. By 'happens,' I Mean The Painting In Which The Inner Aspect Of Man And His Outer Aspects Interlock.