Each Brushstroke Is A Decision.

For Me, The Sketchbooks Are More Like A Secret And Wholly Spontaneous Jeu D'esprit And Some Of Them I Like As Much As Anything I Have Ever Done. They Are Invariably Without Premeditation. I Mean Not Only That I Have No Plan When I Make Them, I Also Have No Plan To Make Them.

Painting Is A Medium In Which The Mind Can Actualize Itself; It Is A Medium Of Thought. Thus Painting, Like Music, Tends To Become Its Own Content.

If You Give A Child Something Very Complex To Paint, Such As A Bouquet Of Flowers Or A Natural Landscape, If He Is Very Good, Eventually He Will Get Back - Like Cezanne - To The Essential Forms Of What He Sees.

I Started With Straight, Basic, Symbolic Structures. My Problem Now Is The Opposite; As I Get Older, I Try To Make My Paintings More Contrapuntal, Richer.

The Problems Of Inventing A New Language Are Staggering. But What Else Can One Do If One Needs To Express One's Feeling Precisely?