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I Build A Kind Of Wall Between Myself And T He Model So That I Can Paint In Peace Behind It. Otherwise, She Might Say Something That Confuses And Distracts Me.

My Father Was Temperamentally Nervous And Obsessively Religious—to The Point Of Psychoneurosis. From Him I Inherited The Seeds Of Madness. The Angels Of Fear, Sorrow, And Death Stood By My Side Since The Day I Was Born.

I Have No Fear Of Photography As Long As It Cannot Be Used In Heaven And In Hell.

When I Paint, I Never Think Of Selling. People Simply Fail To Understand That We Paint In Order To Experiment And To Develop Ourselves As We Strive For Greater Heights.

My Breakthrough Came Very Late In Life, Really Only Starting When I Was 50...i Had The Strength For New Deeds And Ideas.