If I Don't Have Red, I Use

He Was An Afghan Hound Name Kabul. Since Him I Have Had Other Afghan Hounds.... Perhaps I Am Looking For His Ghost. He Is The Only One That I Sometimes Think About. Often, If He Comes In To My Mind When I Am Working, It Alters What I Do. The Nose On The Face I Am Drawing Gets Longer And Sharper. The Hair Of The Woman I Am Sketching Gets Longer And Fluffy, Resting Against Her Cheeks Like His Ears Rested Against His Head.

I Would Like To Manage To Prevent People From Ever Seeing How A Picture Of Mine Has Been Done. What Can It Possibly Matter? What I Want Is That The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

They Are Not Men, They Are Not Women, They Are Americans.

When One Starts From A Portrait And Seeks By Successive Eliminations To Find Pure Form... One Inevitably Ends Up With An Egg.

The People Who Make Art Their Business Are Mostly Imposters.