"Beauty is just kind of an accident. Beauty is just a happenstance. Beauty is the remainders of being a painter."
"On the one hand, there’s recognizing what the actual object is (black torn sheets of paper). Second, there’s the inability not to see that in fact these turn into a horse. And third, which for me is the vital part, is the stepping back behind ourselves and understanding (A) that we’re fooled—in other words, these areblack pieces of paper—and (B) taking pleasure in constantly making sense of the world, even in fragments or inconsistencies which we push into a pattern."