You usually want to get something out of a painting other than the ideas that you had in your head.

I like to make an image that is so simple you can't avoid it, and so complicated you can't figure it out.

If you know what you're doing, you're doing dull stuff.

You have to be a little scared of what you're doing. Otherwise, you just paint the same masterpiece a little worse.

Part of what Im about is seeing how I can paint the same thing differently instead of different things the same way.

Paint faster than you can think.

What's in front of me is what's most interesting.

If you're going to go for 'it' you have a common thing you share with other artists; that's desperation. You jump out a window style-wise. Try to put it together before you hit the ground.

I know people can be a little nervous about swimsuits, but have some fun with it. Believe you can hold it down. If you believe you can hold it down, you can wear it.

Sometimes it takes me days or weeks to get something clear in my head on what I want to do. Everything is in steps. One thing leads to another.

Painting seems an old man's business. After a certain time you're out of it, and you just paint masterpieces.

I have fallen in love with the stories of our lives, our everyday mythologies. How will they unfold? What will become of us?

I was happy with the umpiring in India last year, New Zealand is OK these days, and the only real area of concern is Pakistan. They seem to have a chip on their shoulders about their cricket there.

In general, my paintings are multifocal. You can't call it unfocused space, but not being fixed to a single focus is very much of our time.

"Belief in the truth commences with the doubting of all those "truths" we once believed."

I do not think that any sorrow of youth or manhood equalled in intensity or duration the black and hopeless misery which followed the wrench of transference from a happy home to a school.

All loose things seem to drift down to the sea, and so did I.

Put on the company hat.

I value my reputation. I work hard to avoid even the appearance of impropriety.

The joy of brightening other lives, bearing each others' burdens, easing other's loads and supplanting empty hearts and lives with generous gifts becomes for us the magic of Christmas.

Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love