If I hadn't started painting, I would have raised chickens.

Life is what you make it.

I paint from the top down. From the sky, then the mountains, then the hills, then the houses, then the cattle, and then the people.

I look back on my life like a good day's work, it was done and I am satisfied with it.

Someone has asked me to paint Biblical pictures, and I say no, I'll not paint something that we know nothing about, might just as well paint something that will happen two thousand years hence.

I would never sit back in a rocking chair, waiting for someone to help me.

A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day.