You keep on balancing and balancing and balancing until the picture wins, because then the subject's turned into the picture.

A painting is finished when the subject comes back, when what has caused the painting to be made comes back as an object.

I think words come between the spectator and the picture.

The picture surface recedes just as much in the 20th century as it did in the 15th. The techniques of making pictures have hardly changed.

I fell through a crack for years. Historically, I am a nothing because I fit in no category. I can only be me.

Matisse was very clear about saying that you have to blow your own trumpet and explain yourself, which I think has been slightly forgotten.