I always work out of uncertainty but when a painting's finished it becomes a fixed idea, apparently a final statement. In time though, uncertainty returns... your thought process goes on. ↗
There is some reason, obviously, that you are drawn to your material, but the way in which you explore it might come to be quite different from what you would expect. ↗
Hemingway hated me. I sold 200 million books, and he didn't. Of course most of mine sold for 25 cents, but still... you look at all this stuff with a grain of salt. ↗