To create one's world in any of the arts takes courage.
I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.
Since I cannot sing, I paint.
We'd make love. Afterwards he would take photographs of me. (On modeling for Alfred Stieglitz)
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.
It is really so nice here-country-busy-busy with so many different kinds of things-... I must say I feel far away in another world here-... always we go to a new place...the people have a kind of gentleness that isn't usual on the mainland.