More Than A Process, Painting Is Being

You Know, Comments About Style Always Seem Strange To Me - 'why Do You Work In This Style, Or In That Style' - As If You Had A Choice In The Matter... What You're Doing Is Trying To Stay Alive And Continue And Not Die.

Painting And Sculpture Are Very Archaic Forms. It's The Only Thing Left In Our Industrial Society Where An Individual Alone Can Make Something With Not Just His Own Hands, But Brains, Imagination, Heart Maybe.

In My Experience A Painting Is Not Made With Colors And Paint At All. I Don't Know What A Painting Is; Who Knows What Sets Off Even The Desire To Paint?

What Is Seen And Called The Picture Is What Remains - An Evidence. Even As One Travels In Painting Toward A State Of 'unfreedom' Where Only Certain Things Can Happen, Unaccountably The Unknown And Free Must Appear.

Painting Seems Like Some Kind Of Peculiar Miracle That I Need To Have Again And Again.