When I was sick they moved me to a room with a window and suddenly through the window I saw two fir trees in a park, and the grey sky, and the beautiful grey rain, and I was so happy. It has something to do with being alive. I could see the pine trees, and I felt I could paint. If I could see them, I felt I would paint a painting.

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My painting is not an allegory or a story. It is more like a poem.

I have often questioned, ”Did I do that?” on seeing a painting of mine unexpectedly in some place. It has become disconnected. Once they leave the studio, they go and it is another sort of abandonment… …

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 – Sunflowers are something I feel very intensively. They look so wonderful when young and they are so moving when are dying. I don’t like fields of sunflowers. I like them alone or, of course, painted by Van Gogh.

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“Once I’m starting to paint, then I paint. I mean, I can’t even listen to music..”

Pop Art, Op Art, Flop Art and Slop Art… …I fall into the last two categories
Joan Mitchell

 

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Joan Mitchell Center, New Orleans

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