Painting is, I think, inevitably an archaic activity and one that depends on spiritual values.
I think this lack of a center has something to do with the loss of certainties that Christianity had to offer.
For me nature is not landscape, but the dynamism of visual forces.
An artist's early work is inevitably made up of a mixture of tendencies and interests, some of which are compatible and some of which are in conflict.
Focusing isn't just an optical activity, it is also a mental one.
I used to build up to sensation, accumulating tension until it released a perceptual experience.
As the artist picks his way along, rejecting and accepting as he goes, certain patterns of enquiry emerge.
