Frustration is one of the great things in art. Satisfaction is nothing.

No good to paint in the head - what happens is what happens when you put the paint down - you can only hope that you are alert - ready - to see. What joy it is for paint to become a thing - a being. Believe in this miracle - it is your only hope. To will this transformation is not possible. Only a slow maturation can prepare the hand and eye to become quicker than ever. Ideas about art don't matter. They collapse anyway in front of the painting.

I go to the studio everyday because one day I may go and the Angel will be there. What if I don't go and the Angel comes?

You know, comments about style always seem strange to me - 'why do you work in this style, or in that style' - as if you had a choice in the matter... What you're doing is trying to stay alive and continue and not die.

If the artist starts evaluating himself, it’s an enormous block, isn’t it?

Painting is an illusion, a piece of magic, so what you see is not what you see.