An Artist's Job Is To Surprise Himself.

Art Is, After All, Only A Trace – Like A Footprint Which Shows That One Has Walked Bravely And In Great Happiness.

Art Need Not Be Intended. It Comes Inevitably As The Tree From The Root, The Branch From The Trunk, The Blossom From The Twig. None Of These Forget The Present In Looking Backward Or Forward. They Are Occupied Wholly With The Fulfillment Of Their Own Existence.

Perhaps Whatever There Is In My Work That May Be Really Interesting To Others And Surely What Is Interesting To Me, Is The Result Of A Sometimes Successful Effort To Free Myself From Any Idea That What I Produce Must Be Art.

Count On Big Lines To Express Your Ideas.

Each Sensation Is Precious, Protect It, Cherish It, Keep It. Never Give It Away. You Must Develop That Balance Which Allows All Of The World To Come In To You, And Only That Which You Have Expressed In Your Art To Move Back Out Again Into The World.