Falsehood Always Punishes Itself.

I Destroy Things Every Day In The Act Of Working And Often Recall A Picture I Had Considered Finished In Order To Rework It.

It Seems To Me Madness To Wake Up In The Morning And Do Something Other Than Paint, Considering That One May Not Wake Up The Following Morning.

Ideally, One Should Have More Material Than One Can Possibly Cope With.

I'm Hoping To Make A New Thing For The World That Remains In The Mind Like A New Species Of Living Thing.

I Go Out Each Morning And Draw. I Can't Really Start A Painting In The Morning Until I've Done A Drawing.