Art is either a complaint or appeasement.
When something is new to us, we treat it as an experience. We feel that our senses are awake and clear. We are alive.
I’m not sure what ‘coming out right’ means. It often means that what you do holds a kind of energy that you wouldn’t just put there, that comes about through grace of some sort.
I don’t want my work to be an exposure of my feelings.
I feel that works of art are an opportunity for people to construct meaning, so I don’t usually tell what they mean. It conveys to people that they have to participate.
I think that one wants from a painting a sense of life. The final suggestion, the final statement, has to be not a deliberate statement but a helpless statement. It has to be what you can’t avoid saying.
I think a painting should include more experience than simply intended statement.
One likes to think that one anticipates changes in the spaces we inhabit, and our ideas about space.
I never wish for critics.
One wants one’s work to be the world, but of course it’s never the world. The work is in the world; it never contains the whole thing.
There was very little art in my childhood.
Generally, I am opposed to painting which is concerned with conceptions of simplicity. Everything looks busy to me.
Whatever I do seems artificial and false, to me.
Every artist feels alone and isolated, Friends are very important in terms of all sorts of definitions of oneself. They tell you what you are and what they are aside from the intellectual aspects.
It’s simple, you just take something and do something to it, and then do something else to it. Keep doing this, and pretty soon you’ve got something.
Bend color names which should be made of neon or copper tubing. Place an object on a surface – trace the object – then bend the object – leaving some part of it attached.
A picture ought to be looked at the same way you look at a radiator.
I love drawings, so I’ve always enjoyed making drawings that exist on their own.
Everybody is of course free to interpret the work in his own way., I think seeing a picture is one thing and interpreting it is another.
There may or may not be an idea, and the meaning may just be that the painting exists.