The Only Secret I Can Claim To

I Always Felt That My Work Hadn't Much To Do With Art; My Admirations For Other Art Had Very Little Room To Show Themselves In My Work Because I Hoped That If I Concentrated Enough The Intensity Of Scrutiny Alone Would Force Life Into The Pictures. I Ignored The Fact That Art, After All, Derives From Art. Now I Realize That This Is The Case.

The Only Secret I Can Claim To Have Is Concentration, And That's Something That Can't Be Taught.

Painting Is Sometimes Like Those Recipes Where You Do All Manner Of Elaborate Things To A Duck, And Then End Up Putting It On One Side And Only Using The Skin.

When I Look At A Body It Gives Me Choice Of What To Put In A Painting, What Will Suit Me And What Won't. There Is A Distinction Between Fact And Truth. Truth Has An Element Of Revelation About It. If Something Is True, It Does More Than Strike One As Merely Being So.

The Character Of The Artist Doesn't Enter Into The Nature Of The Art