“I can't help thinking of Jackson Pollock, who poured, splattered and lashed the canvass with strings of paint. His process was about snaring not only a vision, but the moment the vision occurred to him. The paint becomes a net cast around something too fast to be caught. The bare spaces between the net's strands are as significant as the strands themselves because they hint at what can't be painted, can't be described.”
“What good is it being a painter if you can't paint yourself?”
“I also want the figurative like a painter who only paints abstract colors but wants to show that he does so because he chooses to, not because he can't draw.”
“Venus in Furs has caught his soul in the red snares of hair. He will paint her, and go mad.”
“You should paint those visions of paradise rather than just talking about them.”
“If I can't, then I'll paint the walls of her house red with my blood.”