Flesh Was The Reason Why Oil Painting

I Might Work On A Painting For A Month, But It Has Too Look Like I Painted It In A Minute.

I Make Pictures And Someone Comes In And Calls It Art.

In Art, One Idea Is As Good As Another. If One Takes The Idea Of Trembling, For Instance, All Of A Sudden Most Art Starts To Tremble. Michelangelo Starts To Tremble. El Greco Starts To Tremble. All The Impressionists Start To Tremble.

Art Never Seems To Make Me Peaceful Or Pure.

The Point They (lissitzky, Rodchenko, Tatlin, Gabo, The Neo-plasticists, And So On) All Had In Common Was To Be Inside And Outside At The Same Time. For Me, To Be Inside And Outside Is To Be In An Unheated Studio With Broken Windows In The Winter, Or Taking A Nap On Somebody's Porch In The Summer.