With time and thought, one can do a good job.
I'm not really a foodie; I could eat the same thing every night, and I go to restaurants that I can walk to.
If you follow the process of a thought - any thought, not just about art - the thought changes. It has to do with what you can hold in your memory and what you lose. That's an interesting thing to try to paint.
Life is short. Life goes fast. And what I really want to do in my life is to bring something new, something beautiful and something filled with light into the world. I try to think of that every day so that I can remember why I am coming to my studio.
I see my studio like a laboratory, where I work like an investigator - it's almost forensic. I love the discovery process in painting.
The first thing that has to be broken down is your relationship to authority. Your insecurity could possibly be the wedge that opens up your perspective on what you think is possible for you to do.
I like my surroundings to be pretty spare and severe. It helps me to concentrate on my work. All I ever do here is go from my studio to my bedroom. Everything else is extraneous. I never entertain, because to me, New York is about meeting people in public spaces, absorbing a little bit of their energy.
Warily, she dares to allow me a smile. "It's okay. It's just. . . I'm not too good at talking to people. " She looks away again as her shyness smothers her. "So, do you think it'd be all right if we don't talk?
We are resident inside with the machinery, a glimmering spread throughout the apparatus. We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones. The flesh is a neighborhood, but not the life.
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
I find it hard to say, because when I was there it seemed to be shut.