A great painting is a great painting.

The only thing simple about the past is that it's not now.

There are people who don't respond to color. That's what painting is. It's color.

There's something always instinctively visually right about nature. There's no difference, to my eye, between looking at a great painting and looking at nature. Because painting, when it's great, has the same immutable rightness, unquestioned rightness, about it.