I Should Like To Be Famous And

If Painting Weren't So Difficult, It Wouldn't Be Fun.

The True Traveler Never Arrives.

It Seems To Me That Today, If The Artist Wishes To Be Serious - To Cut Out A Little Original Niche For Himself, Or At Least Preserve His Own Innocence Of Personality - He Must Once More Sink Himself In Solitude. There Is Too Much Talk And Gossip; Pictures Are Apparently Made, Like Stock-market Prices, By Competition Of People Eager For Profit; In Order To Do Anything At All We Need (so To Speak) The Wit And Ideas Of Our Neighbors As Much As The Businessmen Need The Funds Of Others To Win On The Market. All This Traffic Sharpens Our Intelligence And Falsifies Our Judgment.

If I Could Have Had My Own Way, I Would Have Confined Myself To Black And White.

I Feel As A Horse Must Feel When The Beautiful Cup Is Given To The Jockey.