I Find Linseed Oil And White Lead

The Idea (for The Painting 'room In New York', 1932, Ed.) Had Been In My Mind A Long Time Before I Painted It. It Was Suggested By Glimpses Of Lighted Interiors Seen As I Walked Along City Streets At Night, Probably Near The District Where I Live (washington Square, New York, Fh) Although It's No Particular Street Or House, But Is Really A Synthesis Of Many Impressions.

So Many People Say Painting Is Fun. I Don't Find It Fun At All. It's Hard Work For Me.

The Only Quality That Endures In Art Is A Personal Vision Of The World. Methods Are Transient: Personality Is Enduring.

I Use A Retouching Varnish Which Is Made In France, Libert, And That's All The Varnish I Use.

After All, We Are Not French And Never Can Be, And Any Attempt To Be So Is To Deny Our Inheritance And To Try To Impose Upon Ourselves A Character That Can Be Nothing But A Veneer Upon The Surface.