I used to build up to sensation, accumulating tension until it released a perceptual experience.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It is quite amazing what I didn't feel after a while. I didn't really want to feel things.
Chasing the sensation. Whether it was drugs or sex or whatever. Those things had become my main focus in life.
I began to understand my sensations, to know what I wanted, at around the age of forty - but only vaguely.
I have tried to present my sensations in what is the most congenial and impressive form possible to me.
I do remember when it occurred to me the first time, when I got the idea of painting the way I feel at a given moment. I was sitting in a chair and felt it pressing against me. I still have the drawings where I depicted the sensation of sitting.
You always have to stimulate the senses.
After some time, with my eyes closed, I began to enjoy this wonderful play of colors and forms, which it really was a pleasure to observe. Then I went to sleep and the next day I was fine. I felt quite fresh, like a newborn.
I've never... when I was having songs on the airwaves, and that sort of thing, I never felt a sense of pressure anywhere except from myself, to do things the way I wanted to do them; to feel authentic; to feel like I was presenting my true self to the world.
I am a person who feels compelled and then gets immersed.
It felt as if things were literally slipping through my fingers. Things were just streaming away from me. I lost my sense of humor. I'm still looking for that.
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