The Simplest Things Give Me

I Think Of My Studio As A Vegetable Garden, Where Things Follow Their Natural Course. They Grow, They Ripen. You Have To Graft. You Have To Water.

More Important Than A Work Of Art Itself Is What It Will Sow. Art Can Die, A Painting Can Disappear. What Counts Is The Seed.

I Want To Assassinate Painting.

My Way Is To Seize An Image The Moment It Has Formed In My Mind, To Trap It As A Bird And To Pin It At Once To Canvas. Afterward I Start To Tame It, To Master It. I Bring It Under Control And I Develop It.

The Works Must Be Conceived With Fire In The Soul But Executed With Clinical Coolness.