Someone else's vision will never be as good as your own vision of your self. Live and die with it 'cause in the end it's all you have. Lose it and you lose yourself and everything else. I should have listened to myself.

If one could only reproduce nature, and always with less beauty than the original, why paint at all?

We'd make love. Afterwards he would take photographs of me. (On modeling for Alfred Stieglitz)

I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.

To make your unknown known - that's the important thing.

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

I long ago came to the conclusion that even if I could put down accurately the thing I saw and enjoyed, it would not give the observer the kind of feeling it gave me. I had to create an equivalent for what I felt about what I was looking at-not copy it.