“Pollock was terrific. I think he freed himself of all kinds of worry about this world. Ran around and dripped, and then he managed to express ecstasy.”

When I think of art I think of beauty. Beauty is the mystery of life. It is not in the eye it is in the mind. In our minds there is awareness of perfection.

Fulfill your potential. That’s the way to happiness.

I used to meditate until I learned to stop thinking.

Beauty and happiness and life are all the same and they are pervasive, unattached and abstract and they are our only concern.

Anything can be painted without representation.

It’s not about facts, it’s about feelings. It’s about remembering feelings and happiness.

There’s not any hint of nature. And still everybody responds, I think.

I paint with my back to the world

When you look in your mind you find it covered with a lot of rubbishy thoughts.

Nature is like parting a curtain, you go into it …. as you would cross an empty beach to look at the ocean.

I think everyone sees beauty. Art is a way to respond

There’s nobody living who couldn’t stand all afternoon in front of a waterfall …. Anyone who can sit on a stone in a field awhile can see my painting.

Inspiration is there all the time. For everyone whose mind is not clouded over with thoughts whether they realize it or not.

A definition of art is that it makes concrete our most subtle emotions. I think the highest form of art is music. It’s the most abstract of all art expression.

The artist works by awareness of his own state of mind.

I often paint tranquility. If you stop thinking and rest, then a little happiness comes into your mind. At perfect rest you are comfortable.