When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.

I am seeking for the bridge which leans from the visible to the invisible through reality.

Art is creative for the sake of realization, not for amusement... for transfiguration, not for the sake of play.

The important thing is first of all to have a real love for the visible world that lies outside ourselves as well as to know the deep secret of what goes on within ourselves.

My figures come and go, suggested by fortune or misfortune. I try to fix them divested of their apparent accidental quality.

Painting constantly appeared to me as the one and only possible achievement.

There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.

What are you? What am I? Those are the questions that constantly persecute and torment me and perhaps also play some part in my art.

Space, and space again, is the infinite deity which surrounds us and in which we are ourselves contained.

Height, width, and depth are the three phenomena which I must transfer into one plane to form the abstract surface of the picture, and thus to protect myself from the infinity of space.

The stronger and more intense my desire becomes to capture and record that which is unsayable, the more tightly my mouth stays shut.

I hate the way my mother thinks.

I am constantly searching for places that rekindle my sense of wonder.

The more we work the more we need to pray. In this day of activity there is great danger, not of doing too much, but of praying too little for so much work.

It's easier to die if others around you are dying.

First off, I am 35 years old, I am divorced, and I live in a van down by the river.

There's no point in lying saying I am doing really, really well because I'm not; I'm cult level.

Amazing what we can self-rationalize when we really want something

The individual is far better-positioned to wait patiently for the right pitch while paying no regard to what others are doing, which is almost impossible for professionals.

Sometimes we get so used to not really feeling anything, just going with the flow, that we forget how it feels to be really happy or sad.

I'm not one of those people who needs that gratification of doing, like, 10 films a year.