We Get Used To A Certain Kind

In The Late 30s The Name Pollock Was Totally Unknown And Unheard Of.

My Own Image Of My Work Is That I No Sooner Settle Into Something Than A Break Occurs. These Breaks Are Always Painful And Depressing But Despite Them I See That There's A Consistency That Holds Out, But Is Hard To Define.

I Went Into My Own Black-out Period Which Lasted Two Or Three Years Where The Canvases Would Simply Build Up Until They'd Get Like Stone And It Was Always Just A Gray Mess. The Image Wouldn't Emerge, But I Worked Pretty Regularly. I Was Fighting To Find I Knew Not What, But I Could No Longer Stay With What I Had.

I Think, If One Is A Painter, All You Experience Does Come Out When You’re Painting.

I Knew De Kooning And I Went To His Studio So I Knew About De Kooning's Work. But Only A Little Handful Knew About It, You Know. Maybe There Were Ten People That Knew About It.