Painting, for me, is a dynamic balance and wholeness of life; it is mysterious and transcending, yet solid and real.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
See, when I paint, it is an experience that, at its best, is transcending reality.
Painting is not what my life is about, but it is very important to me, and I am very lucky to be able to give some time to it.
I'm not particularly interested in painting, per se. I'm interested in a painting that has that mysterious life to it. Anything that doesn't partake of that magic is halfway dead - it returns to its physical elements, it's just paint and canvas.
Painting is not for me either decorative amusement, or the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.
Painting is a coalescing of experience.
Painting... in which the inner and the outer man are inseparable, transcends technique, transcends subject and moves into the realm of the inevitable.
I believe the reason I love painting so much is that it forces one to be objective.
I'm still very sure that painting is one of the most basic human capacities, like dancing and singing, that make sense, that stay with us, as something human.
Painting is the passage from the chaos of the emotions to the order of the possible.
Painting is, I think, inevitably an archaic activity and one that depends on spiritual values.