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

I believe that the great painters with their intellect as master have attempted to force this unwilling medium of paint and canvas into a record of their emotions.

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

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.

Yes, linseed oil. I used to use poppy oil, but I have heard that poppy oil is given to cracking pigment too, so I use it no longer.

So many people say painting is fun. I don't find it fun at all. It's hard work for me.

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