I Was Poking Fun At Myself Most

While All Artists Are Not Chess Players, All Chess Players Are Artists.

In New York In 1915 I Bought At A Hardware Store A Snow Shovel On Which I Wrote In Advance Of The Broken Arm .

I Consider Painting As A Means Of Expression, Not As A Goal.

Three Or Four Drops Of Height Have Nothing To Do With Savageness.

Anything Is Art If An Artist Says It Is.