I think that the very earliest influence was a horror of having to work in a bank or an office, a desire for a free and creative life.

To put down an ideogram of a table so that people will recognize it as a table is not the work of a painter, but to sense it for a moment as a magic carpet with a leg hanging down at each corner is the beginning of a painter's imagination.

The unity in any painter's work arises from the fact that a person, brought to a desperate situation, will behave in a certain way... style.

Real style is not having a program - it's how one behaves in a crisis.

It seems to me madness to wake up in the morning and do something other than paint, considering that one may not wake up the following morning.

In addition to the artistic influences, I am influenced by my current private life, my feelings about it and my energy level and state of health.