“The stars: what are they? They are chunks of ice reflecting the sun; they are lights afloat on the waters beyond the transparent dome; they are nails nailed to the sky; they are holes in the great curtain between us… — Vija Celmins Copy Share Image
I'm not a very confessional artist, you know. I don't ever reveal what I'm feeling in my work, or what I think about the… — Vija Celmins Copy Share Image
Somehow the image begins to have a sort of memory in it, even if you can't see it. It can build up a dense… — Vija Celmins Copy Share Image
There aren't really rules for painting, but there’s certain facts and fictions about painting. Part of what I do is document another surface and… — Vija Celmins Copy Share Image
“The stars: what are they? They are chunks of ice reflecting the sun; they are lights afloat on the waters beyond the transparent dome;… — Vija Celmins Copy Share Image
