The More I Live, The More I

I Had So Much Fire In Me And So Many Plans.

I Insist Upon 'doing It Alone'... I Have Always Worked Better Alone And From My Own Impressions.

To Have Gone To All This Trouble To Get To This Is Just Too Stupid! Outside There's Brilliant Sunshine But I Don't Feel Up To Looking At It.

No One But Myself Knows The Anxiety I Go Through And The Trouble I Give Myself To Finish Paintings Which Do Not Satisfy Me And Seem To Please So Very Few Others.

I Never Draw Except With Brush And Paint.