Im Not Someone Whos Ever Said Anything

I See The Canvas And I Begin... It's A Necessary Evil To Get Into The Work, And It's Pretty Marvelous To Be Able To Get Out Of It.

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.

I Think I'm Painting A Picture Of Two Women But It May Turn Out To Be A Landscape.

My Interest In Desperation Lies Only In That Sometimes I Find Myself Having Become Desperate. Very Seldom Do I Start Out That Way. I Can See Of Course That, In The Abstract, Thinking And All Activity Is Rather Desperate.

If You Pick Up Some Paint With Your Brush And Make Somebody's Nose With It, This Is Rather Ridiculous When You Think Of It, Theoretically Or Philosophically. It's Really Absurd To Make An Image, Like A Human Image, With Paint, Today.