Art Never Seems To Make

Once, After Finishing A Picture, I Thought I Would Stop For Awhile, Take A Trip, Do Things-the Next Time I Thought Of This, I Found Five Years Had Gone By.

Yes, I Am Influenced By Everbody. But Every Time I Put My Hands In My Pockets I Find Someone Else's Fingers There.

Not Even For A Million Dollars Would I Paint A Tree.

Im Not Someone Whos Ever Said Anything Definitive About His Work. In My Life Also I Have Very Little Fixed Form. I Can Change Overnight.

Whatever An Artist's Personal Feelings Are, As Soon As An Artist Fills A Certain Area On The Canvas Or Circumscribes It, He Becomes Historical. He Acts From Or Upon Other Artists. An Artist Is Someone Who Makes Art Too. He Did Not Invent It. How It Started — "to Hell With It." It Is Obvious That It Has No Progress. The Idea Of Space Is Given Him To Change If He Can. The Subject Matter In The Abstract Is Space. He Fills It With An Attitude. The Attitude Never Comes From Himself Alone.