It is the mysterious that I love in painting. It is the stillness and the silence. I want my pictures to take effect very slowly, to obsess and to haunt.
One can begin a picture and carry it throughand stop it and do nothing about the title at all.
I can not evolve any concrete theory about painting.
One hundred artists introduce us to one hundred worlds.
As for the subject matter in my painting.. ..it is very often an incidental thing in the background, elusive and unclear, that really stirred me.
The eye seems to be responding to something living.
I think the reason we (he himself and Lippold, fh) begin in a different way, is that this particular time has gotten to a point where the artist feels like a gambler. He does something on the canvas and takes a chance in the hope that something important will be revealed.
I consider my painting finished when my eyes goes to a particular spot on the canvas. But if I put the picture away about thirty feet on the wall and the movements keep returning to me and the eye seems to be responding to something living, then it is finished.