I Want To Express My Feelings, Not

There Is No Accident, Just As There Is No Beginning And No End.

I've Been Thinking Of Death A Lot, And I Am Amazed By Its Inevitability, Frightened, As We All Are, Of The Totally Unknown, And Yet Feel A Long Sleep Is Somehow Earned By Those Of Us Who Live On The Edge.

It Is Only When I Lose Contact With The Painting That The Result Is A Mess. Otherwise There Is Pure Harmony, An Easy Give And Take, And The Painting Comes Out Well.

Modern Art To Me Is Nothing More Than The Expression Of Contemporary Aims Of The Age We’re Living In. All Cultures Have Had Means And Techniques Of Expressing Their Immediate Aims – The Chinese, The Renaissance, All Cultures. The Thing That Interests Me Is That Today Painters Do Not Have To Go To A Subject Matter Outside Of Themselves. Most Modern Painters Work From A Different Source, They Work From Within.

With Experience It Seems To Be Possible To Control The Flow Of Paint, To A Great Extent, And I Don't Use - I Don't Use The Accident - 'cause I Deny The Accident... It's Quite Different From Working, Say, From A Still Life Where You Set Up Objects And Work Directly From Them. I Do Have A General Notion Of What I'm About And What The Results Will Be. I Approach Painting In The Same Sense As One Approaches Drawing, That Is, It's Direct.