Monday, February 8, 2010


Objective painting is not good painting unless it is good in the abstract sense. A hill or tree cannot make a good painting just because it is a hill or tree. It is lines and colors put together so that they may say something.
To create one's own world in any of the arts takes courage.
I hate flowers - I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.
I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me - shapes and ideas so near to me - so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn't occurred to me to put them down.
I've been absolutely terrified every moment of my life - and I've never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do.
It was all so far away - there was quiet and an untouched feel to the country and I could work as I pleased.
The days you work are the best days.
I decided to start anew, to strip away what I had been taught.
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
I feel there is something unexplored about woman that only a woman can explore.

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