All painters are interested in photography to a certain extent.

There's no-one up there in Northern Norway, food's terrible, but it's very, very beautiful to look at, if you've got eyes, and enjoy looking.

Always live in the ugliest house on the street - then you don't have to look at it.

The urge to draw must be quite deep within us, because children love to do it.

East Yorkshire, to the uninitiated, just looks like a lot of little hills. But it does have these marvelous valleys that were caused by glaciers, not rivers. So it is unusual.

The problem is, photographic dyes and printing inks aren't as good as paint, actually.

I've finally figured out what's wrong with photography. It's a one-eyed man looking through a little 'ole. Now, how much reality can there be in that?