I’m discovering Rothko. It doesn’t make me cry, but it is astonishing.
It’s through that build-up of paint – the way one color bleeds into another – that he gets to a luminosity that’s incredible. It’s more than paint, it’s a spiritual thing.
But Mark Rothko got rich, fabulously rich. He became a millionaire from that. You can’t live with that. With his conscience and his self-knowledge he could not live with it.