One of the great currents in the contemporary experience of art is that it seems to come out of the experience of the author.

One cannot set out to make a work that's spiritual. What is a contemporary iconography for the spiritual? Is it some fuzzy space?

That freedom that Picasso afforded himself, to be an artist in a huge number of ways, seems to be a huge psychological liberation.

Work grows out of other work, and there are very few eureka moments.

Red, of course, is the colour of the interior of our bodies. In a way it's inside out, red.

We live in a fractured world. I've always seen it as my role as an artist to attempt to make wholeness.