The Longer You Look At An Object,

As Far As I Am Concerned The Paint Is The Person. I Want It To Work For Me Just As Flesh Does

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.

I Could Never Put Anything Into A Picture That Wasn't Actually There In Front Of Me. That Would Be A Pointless Lie, A Mere Bit Of Artfulness.

A Painter Must Think Of Everything He Sees As Being There Entirely For His Own Use And Pleasure.

The Character Of The Artist Doesn't Enter Into The Nature Of The Art