I often painted fragments of things because it seemed to make my statement as well as or better than the whole could.

I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.

I hate flowers - I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.

I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.

It was all so far away - there was quiet and an untouched feel to the country and I could work as I pleased.

I often lay on that bench looking up into the tree, past the trunk and up into the branches. It was particularly fine at night with the stars above the tree.