It's not where you start but where you finish that counts.
The paintings that really excite me have an erotic element or side to them irrespective of subject matter
The painter makes real to others his innermost feelings about all that he cares for. A secret becomes known to everyone who views the picture through the intensity with which it is felt.
Painting is sometimes like those recipes where you do all manner of elaborate things to a duck, and then end up putting it on one side and only using the skin.
The task of the artist is to make the human being uncomfortable.
The aura given out by a person or object is as much a part of them as their flesh. The effect that they make in space is as bound up with them as might be their colour or smell. . . Therefore the painter must be as concerned with the air surrounding his subject as with the subject itself. It is through observation and perception of atmosphere that he can register the feeling that he wishes his painting to give out.
As far as I am concerned the paint is the person. I want it to work for me just as flesh does
Discretion is nothing other than the sense of justice with respect to the sphere of the intimate contents of life.
Sure, I've often been misrepresented - anyone frequently quoted has this experience.
We assume that others are receiving the kind of appreciation we want for ourselves, and we proceed on the assumption that since we are not loveable as we are, we must become lovable under false pretenses, as if we were something better than we are.
I project myself so deeply into the characters in novels that I'm not thinking about my own life.