No amount of skillful invention can replace the essential element of imagination.

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

If you could say it in words there would be no reason to paint.

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.

I think that zinc white has a property of scaling and cracking.

Well, I've always been interested in approaching a big city in a train, and I can't exactly describe the sensations, but they're entirely human and perhaps have nothing to do with aesthetics.

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