I Think, If One Is A Painter,

At That Point It Certainly Would Be Called Abstract. That Is To Say, You Had A Model And There'd Be One Or Two Or Three People There Drawing The Model But Otherwise You Had Abstractions All Around The Room, Even Though The Model Was In Front Of You.

People Were Very Affected By The War. But It Didn't Mean You Stopped Painting Unless You Were Called Into The Army; Then You Just Couldn't Paint. But Otherwise One Continued.

I Am Never Free Of The Past. I Have Made It Crystal Clear That I Believe The Past Is Part Of The Present Which Becomes Part Of The Future.

Painting, For Me, When It Really 'happens,' Is As Miraculous As Any Natural Phenomenon - As Say, A Lettuce Leaf. By 'happens,' I Mean The Painting In Which The Inner Aspect Of Man And His Outer Aspects Interlock.

I Think Every Once In A While I Feel The Need To Break My Medium... If I Have Been Doing A Very Large Painting I Like To Drop Into Something In Small Scale. It Is A Challenge To Go Into This Size. It Is Just To Hold My Own Interest, And Then Each Media Has Its Own Conditions.