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Were It Not For This [dissatisfaction], The Perfect Painting Might Be Painted, On The Completion Of Which The Painter Could Retire. It Is This Great Insufficiency That Drives Him On. The Process Of Creation Becomes Necessary To The Painter Perhaps More Than It Is In The Picture. The Process Is In Fact Habit-forming.

Losing As Much Money As I Can Get Hold Of Is An Instant Solution To My Economic Problems.

The Character Of The Artist Doesn't Enter Into The Nature Of The Art. Eliot Said That Art Is The Escape From Personality, Which I Think Is Right. We Know That Velázquez Embezzled Money From The Spanish Court And Wanted Power And So On, But You Can't See This In His Art.

And, Since The Model He Faithfully Copies Is Not Going To Be Hung Up Next To The Picture, Since The Picture Is Going To Be There On Its Own, It Is Of No Interest Whether It Is An Accurate Copy Of The Model.

What Do I Ask Of A Painting? I Ask It To Astonish, Disturb, Seduce, Convince.