In general it can be said that a nation's art is greatest when it most reflects the character of its people.

I find in working always the disturbing intrusion of elements not a part of my most interested vision, and the inevitable obliteration and replacement of this vision by the work itself as it proceeds.

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

I find linseed oil and white lead the most satisfactory mediums.

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.

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

There will be, I think, an attempt to grasp again the surprise and accidents of nature and a more intimate and sympathetic study of its moods, together with a renewed wonder and humility on the part of such as are still capable of these basic reactions.