Basically Painting Is Total Idiocy.

The Artist's Job Is To Be A Witness To His Time In History.

There Was A Whole Language That I Could Never Make Function For Myself; It Revolved Around Words Like 'tortured', 'struggle'. 'pain'.. .i Could Never See These Qualities In Paint - I Could See Them In Life And Art That Illustrates Life. But I Could Not See Such Conflicts In The Materials And I Knew That It Had To Be In The Attitude Of The Painter.

There Was A Whole Language That I Could Never Make Function For Myself In Relationship To Painting, And That Was Attitudes Like Tortured, Struggle, Pain.

People Ask Me, 'don't You Ever Run Out Of Ideas?' In The First Place I Don't Use Ideas. Every Time I Have An Idea It's Too Limiting, And Usually Turns Out To Be A Disappointment. But I Haven't Run Out Of Curiosity.

One Has To Believe In What One Is Doing, One Has To Commit Oneself Inwardly, In Order To Do Painting. Once Obsessed, One Ultimately Carries It To The Point Of Believing That One Might Change Human Beings Through Painting. But If One Lacks This Passionate Commitment, There Is Nothing Left To Do. Then It Is Best To Leave It Alone.