You know when you take the paint off an old canvas and you discover that something's been painted underneath it? That's what I feel like - that part of the old is coming through the new.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Every time I started painting it was like a new experience, but they all came out the same.
When I finish a painting, it usually looks as surprising to me as to anyone else.
Very quickly a painting is turned into a facsimile of itself when one becomes so familiar with with it that one recognizes it without looking at it.
It is only when I lose contact with the painting that the result is a mess. Otherwise there is pure harmony, an easy give and take, and the painting comes out well.
I don't know why I paint what I paint. I think it comes out - it's kind of my subconscious or something.
Painting becomes interesting when it becomes timeless.
Usually I am on a work for a long stretch, until a moment arrives when the air of the arbitrary vanishes, and the paint falls into positions that feel destined.
I really enjoy squeezing out a big lump of paint directly onto the canvas and leaving it; fresh, immediate and sometimes shocking.
You just don't know when you get all the paint across the canvas how it will turn out. When you step back after you've finished, you say, 'This one is not so good. This one is good.'
I love putting paint on canvas, getting lost in the process of painting.