My whole life has been spent walking by the side of a bottomless chasm, jumping from stone to stone. Somtimes I try to leave my narrow path and join the swirling mainstream of life, but I always find myself drawn inexorably back towards the chasm's edge, and there I shall walk until the day I finally fall into the abyss. For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art. Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder.
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye.. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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