When I Don't Feel In The Mood

Well, I've Always Been Interested In Approaching A Big City In A Train, And I Can't Exactly Describe The Sensations, But They're Entirely Human And Perhaps Have Nothing To Do With Aesthetics.

It's (the Lack Of Communication Between The People In His Paintings, Ed.) Probably A Reflection Of My Own, If I May Say, Loneliness. I Don't Know. It Could Be The Whole Human Condition.

I Find In Working Always The Disturbing Intrusion Of Elements Not A Part Of My Most Interested Vision, And The Inevitable Obliteration And Replacement Of This Vision By The Work Itself As It Proceeds.

I Once Got A Little Camera To Use For Details Of Architecture And So Forth But The Photo Was Always So Different From The Perspective The Eye Gives, I Gave It Up.

No Amount Of Skillful Invention Can Replace The Essential Element Of Imagination.