I Do Not Evolve, I Am.

When I Work I Relax; Doing Nothing Or Entertaining Visitors Makes Me Tired.

When I Paint I Feel That All The Artists Of The Past Are Behind Me.

When I Haven't Any Blue I Use Red.

When Art Critics Get Together They Talk About Form And Structure And Meaning. When Artists Get Together They Talk About Where You Can Buy Cheap Turpentine.

They Ought To Put Out The Eyes Of Painters As They Do Goldfinches In Order That They Can Sing Better.