Only Love Interests Me, And I Am

When I Am Finishing A Picture, I Hold Some God-made Object Up To It - A Rock, A Flower, The Branch Of A Tree Or My Hand - As A Final Test. If The Painting Stands Up Beside A Thing Man Cannot Make, The Painting Is Authentic. If There's A Clash Between The Two, It's Bad Art.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul.

The Habit Of Ignoring Nature Is Deeply Implanted In Our Times. This Attitude Reminds Me Of People Who Never Look You In The Eye; I Find Them Disturbing And Always Have To Look Away.

Everything In Art Must Spring From The Movement Of Our Whole Life-stream, Of Our Whole Being - Including The Unconscious.

I Am Out To Introduce A Psychic Shock Into My Painting, One That Is Always Motivated By Pictorial Reasoning: That Is To Say, A Fourth Dimension.