The Past Does Not Influence Me; I

The Trouble With Being Poor Is That It Takes Up All Your Time.

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

Every So Often, A Painter Has To Destroy Painting. Cezanne Did It, Picasso Did It With Cubism. Then Pollock Did It. He Busted Our Idea Of A Picture All To Hell. Then There Could Be New Paintings Again.

Man's Own Form In Space - His Body - Was A Private Prison; And That It Was Because Of This Imprisoning Misery - Because He Was Hungry And Overworked And Went To A Horrid Place Called Home Late At Night In The Rain, And His Bones Ached And His Head Was Heavy.

The Texture Of Experience Is Prior To Everything Else.