I Think My Painting Is

I Think My Painting Is So Autobiographical If Anyone Can Take The Trouble To Read It.

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.

The Key Is What Is Within The Artist. The Artist Can Only Paint What She Or He Is About.

All My Work Keeps Going Like A Pendulum; It Seems To Swing Back To Something I Was Involved With Earlier, Or It Moves Between Horizontality And Verticality, Circularlity, Or A Composite Of Them. For Me, I Suppose, That Change Is The Only Constant.

I Like A Canvas To Breathe And Be Alive. Be Alive Is The Point. And, As The Limitations Are Something Called Pigment And Canvas, Let's See If I Can Do It.