I can unload my opinion on anybody at anytime.
The craft of painting has virtually disappeared. There is hardly anyone left who really possesses it. For evidence one has only to look at the painters of this century.
Painting is the passage from the chaos of the emotions to the order of the possible.
Painting is a language which cannot be replaced by another language. I don't know what to say about what I paint, really.
I always feel the desire to look for the extraordinary in ordinary things; to suggest, not to impose, to leave always a slight touch of mystery in my paintings.
Painting is a source of endless pleasure, but also of great anguish.
One must always draw, draw with the eyes, when one cannot draw with a pencil.
I have left out what I don't remember or don't know. Temperament, fear, shyness, obedience, kindness.
Taste may be compared to that exquisite sense of the bee, which instantly discovers and extracts the quintessence of every flower, and disregards all the rest of it.
I hope I continue to learn more. It's a lot to learn.
Terrorism and trade policy are clearly topics where Trump expresses the fears and concerns of many American people. There is a widespread feeling in this country that the government has been too willing to go into trade deals that sent American jobs to Mexico or to China. The affected communities feel left behind. It is one of the reasons for Trump's rise.