Most people think I paint fast. I paint very slowly.

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.

I am very depressed and deeply disgusted with painting. It is really a continual torture.

I would like to paint the way a bird sings.

It is only too easy to catch people's attention by doing something worse than anyone else has dared to do it before.

The Thames was all gold. God it was beautiful, so fine that I began working a frenzy, following the sun and its reflections on the water.

Zaandam has enough to paint for a lifetime.