I'd been taught to paint like other people, and I thought, what's the use? I couldn't do any better than they, or even as well. I was just adding to the brushpile. So I quit.

I believe an artist is the last person in the world who can afford to be affected.

I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.

Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.

I get out my work and have a show for myself before I have it publicly. I make up my own mind about it-how good or bad or indifferent it is. After that, the critics can write what they please. I have already settled it for myself so flattery and criticism go down the same drain and I am quite free.

I have a single track mind. I work on an idea for a long time. It's like getting acquainted with a person, and I don't get acquainted easily.

A flower is relatively small... Still in a way-nobody sees a flower-so I said to myself-I'll paint it big.