Isn't it wonderful to be an artist whose works have mostly been lost?
I was never good at painting. The great turning point came when I had a block of wood and I carved a shape into the wood and put a small piece of timber into that space - like a negative - and so it made an endless column, only inward.
I didn't study the piano - the piano studied me.
New York is dead. It's too expensive.
I never stopped doing what I did as a child.
It seems with progress you gain certain things and you lose certain things. The automobile replaced the horse and buggy but you lost all of that nice manure.