I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.

As far as I'm concerned, I want to remain the mean little man I always was.

I wish there was a painter who could paint as well as Ted Williams could hit.

Here we were, corrupting all those Russians toward communism.

I'm the little dog who goes the wrong way-under the hoop.

Now painting is different. It's something recollected in tranquility.

It was a movement that had all the art critics, all the museum directors in its thrall.