What Interests Me Most Is Neither Still

I Do Not Repudiate Any Of My Paintings But There Isn't One Of Them That I Would Not Redo Differently, If I Had It To Redo. My Destination Is Always The Same But I Work Out A Different Route To Get There.

One Must, Of Course, Have One's Entire Experience Behind One And Not Have Lost The Freshness Of Instinct.

Starting To Paint, I Felt Gloriously Free, Quiet, And Alone.

My Curves Are Not Crazy.

From Bonheur De Vivre - I Was Thirty-five Then - To This Cut-out - I Am Eighty-two - I Have Not Changed; Not In The Way My Friends Mean Who Want To Compliment Me, No Matter What, On My Good Health, But Because All This Time I Have Looked For The Same Things, Which I Have Perhaps Realized By Different Means.