Art Is Lies That Tell The Truth.

Every Now And Then One Paints A Picture That Seems To Have Opened A Door And Serves As A Stepping Stone To Other Things.

I Try To Paint What I Have Found And Not What I Look For. In Art, Intentions Are Of Little Importance.

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

It Isn't Up To The Painter To Define The Symbols. Otherwise It Would Be Better If He Wrote Them Out In So Many Words! The Public Who Look At The Picture Must Interpret The Symbols As They Understand Them.

It Takes A Long Time To Become Young.