I guess I'm not very human. All I really want to do is paint light on the side of a house.

What I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house.

I trust Winsor and Newton and I paint directly upon it.

It's to paint directly on the canvas without any funny business, as it were, and I use almost pure turpentine to start with, adding oil as I go along until the medium becomes pure oil. I use as little oil as I can possibly help, and that's my method.

There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of a house.

Painting will have to deal more fully and less obliquely with life and nature's phenomena before it can again become great.

After all, we are not French and never can be, and any attempt to be so is to deny our inheritance and to try to impose upon ourselves a character that can be nothing but a veneer upon the surface.