I like living in the 20th century... to me the world has never been more beautiful. I am trying to paint the real world I live in, as beautifully as I can with my own eyes.
Sometimes I'll drive around for months despair, nothing, nothing, then suddenly I will see something that seizes me... a shape, a combination of shapes, a play of light or shadows and I send up a prayer because I know I have the germ of a picture.
I find myself moved by man in his new violent environment. I want to paint this explicitly and beautifully.
Everybody gets inspired. We all have these moments. It just depends on whether you've got the ability to seize it.
Painting is a form of incarnation. It is spirit made manifest in the world.
I feel it's just some sort of game if it's just abstract.
