Art Is Always To A Large Extent

There Is Sorrow, But I Hope One Can See That It Is Sorrow For The People Who Died So Young And So Crazy, For Nothing. I Have Respect For Them, But Also For Their Wishes, Or For The Power Of Their Wishes. Because They Tried To Change The Stupid Things In The World.

The Paint For The Grey Paintings Was Mixed Beforehand And Then Applied With Different Implements - Sometimes A Roller, Sometimes A Brush. It Was Only After Painting Them That I Sometimes Felt That The Grey Was Not Yet Satisfactory And That Another Layer Of Paint Was Needed.

Of Course, Pictures Of Objects Also Have This Transcendental Side To Them. Every Object, Being Part Of An Ultimately Incomprehensible World, Also Embodies That World; When Represented In A Picture, The Object Conveys This Mystery All The More Powerfully, The Less Of A 'function' The Picture Has. Hence, For Instance, The Growing Fascination Of Many Beautiful Old Portraits.

It Is A Danger To Wait Around For An Idea To Occur To You. You Have To Find The Idea.

I Never Worked At Painting As If It Were A Job; It Was Always Out Of Interest Or For Fun, A Desire To Try Something.