I Use The Gallery As If It

I Want Paint To Work As Flesh... My Portraits To Be Of The People, Not Like Them. Not Having A Look Of The Sitter, Being Them ... As Far As I Am Concerned The Paint Is The Person. I Want It To Work For Me Just As Flesh Does.

I Work From The People That Interest Me, And That I Care About, In Rooms That I Live In And Know. I Use The People To Invent My Pictures, And I Can Work More Freely When They Are There.

The Only Way I Could Work Properly Was By Using The Absolute Maximum Of Observation And Concentration That I Could Possible Muster.

A Moment Of Complete Happiness Never Occurs In The Creation Of A Work Of Art. The Promise Of It Is Felt In The Act Of Creation But Disappears Towards The Completion Of The Work. For It Is Then The Painter Realises That It Is Only A Picture He Is Painting. Until Then He Had Almost Dared To Hope The Picture Might Spring To Life.

Full, Saturated Colours Have An Emotional Significance I Want To Avoid.