I Would Like To Paint The Way

Everyone Discusses My Art And Pretends To Understand, As If It Were Necessary To Understand, When It Is Simply Necessary To Love.

I Will Bring Lots Of Studies Back With Me So I Can Work On Some Big Things At Home.

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.

Without The Fog, London Would Not Be A Beautiful City. It Is Fog That Gives It Its Magnificent Amplitude...its Regular And Massive Blocks Become Grandiose In That Mysterious Mantle.

One's Better Off Alone, And Yet There Are So Many Things That Are Impossible To Fathom On One's Own. In Fact It's A Terrible Business And The Task Is A Hard One.