I'm not a planner. I should be more articulate about what the imagery means, but I don't have a good reason for it; it's just there.

A good painting has to do about 12 things at once.

I can only think of a handful of artists that can make a funny painting or a funny sculpture without it feeling coined in someway.

I think that painting relates very neatly to inner travel and the exploration of inner worlds. With painting, I always get the impression that you're sort of entering into a shared space.

You have the 20th century wrapping up and everything is moving at this breakneck speed? And then, painting is still walking. It's just a very human activity that takes time.

I think you do kind of slip into a trance when you look at a painting. At least I do.

There are different kinds of concentration required to make a painting, different kinds of being present.

I think, with abstraction, it's easy to fall into a sort of pastiche.

I think painting has that unique potential to project opposing viewpoints.

Technology's always changing. There was a time where oil painting was a new technology. That changed painting.

Paintings exist in the present tense, yet somehow, because of how it's structured, it can move backwards through time as well.

In order to achieve stable success, you must be focused on God and not on success itself.

The gaping wound in America’s national security is without a doubt, the unregulated dragnet surveillance capitalists.

Nothing embarrassing, but hopefully I can call myself a gentleman because of my father.

Vocation is different from talent. One can have vocation and not have talent; one can be called and not know how to go.

Anything mentionable is manageable.

You can't have the family farm without the family.

Real computers scared me; if you can find Them, then They can find you.

Is capitalism really about the ability of a handful of rich people to manipulate the lives of thousands of people and then walk off with the money?

Refusing to grow up is like refusing to accept your limitations. That's why I don't think we'll ever grow up.

Nature is an unpleasing, stupid, lumpy, blowsy wench.