I am trying with all my skill to do a painting that is all woman, as well as all of me.

Color is one of the great things in the world that makes life worth living to me and as I have come to think of painting it is my efforts to create an equivalent with paint color for the world, life as I see it.

I see no reason for painting anything that can be put into any other form as well.

I look at my work and make up my mind about it. After that, neither flattery nor criticism matters to me.

My painting is what I have to give back to the world for what the world gives to me.

I decided I was a very stupid fool not to at least paint as I wanted to.

One can not be an American by going about saying that one is an American. It is necessary to feel America, like America, love America and then work.