I believe an artist is the last person in the world who can afford to be affected.
Nothing is less real than realism. Details are confusing. It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis, that we get at the real meaning of things.
A flower is relatively small... Still in a way-nobody sees a flower-so I said to myself-I'll paint it big.
Filling a space in a beautiful way - that is what art means to me.
His letters ... have been like fine cold water when you are terribly thirsty.
Now and then when I get an idea for a picture, I think, how ordinary. Why paint that old rock? Why not go for a walk instead? But then I realise that to someone else it may not seem so ordinary.