Content Is A Glimpse.

Art Never Seems To Make Me Peaceful Or Pure. I Always Seem To Be Wrapped In The Melodrama Of Vulgarity. I Do Not Think... Of Art As A Situation Of Comfort.

I Paint The Way I Do Because I Can Keep On Putting More And More Things In - Like Drama, Pain, Anger, Love, A Figure, A Horse, My Ideas Of Space. It Doesn't Matter If It Differs From Mine, As Long As It Comes From The Painting, Which Has Its Own Integrity And Intensity.

I'm Not Interested In 'abstracting' Or Taking Things Out Or Reducing Painting To Design, Form, Line, And Color. I Paint This Way Because I Can Keep Putting More Things In It - Drama, Anger, Pain, Love, A Figure, A Horse, My Ideas About Space. Through Your Eyes It Again Becomes An Emotion Or Idea.

An Artist Is Someone Who Makes Art... He Didn't Invent It.

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.