Painting Is A Jeu D'esprit.

The Painter Goes Through States Of Fullness And Evaluation. That Is The Whole Secret Of Art.

There's Nothing More Difficult Than A Line.

Inspiration Exists, But It Has To Find Us Working.

A Good Picture, Any Picture, Has To Be Bristling With Razor Blades.

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.