I feel there is much that will be familiar to any painter (or poet?) whose vision includes leaving the door open to the subconscious, our other life . . . . In my inquiring mind there was nothing to prevent a change of pace, of figuration, of territory, when a new white rectangle waited in front of me. Would it not, then and always, be my reflection and my world, with or without disguises? Would it serve any purpose to list here my visionary obsessions, their avatars, their shapes, their bid for communication? Could I even know myself why my evolving canvas contained a dog instead of a horse or a house and why the dog was howling? I could say that with each painting new discoveries in the process made me bolder in my dialogue with the medium. There was so much to try and to conquer.
–from Between Lives: An Artist and Her World. New York: W.W. Norton & Company, 2001, pp. 327-328.