I know of no painless process for giving birth to a picture idea. When I must produce, I retire to a quiet room with a supply of cheap paper and sharp pencils; my brain knows it's going to take a beating.

Very interesting for an old duffer like me to try his hand at something new. If I don't do that once in a while, I might just turn into a fossil, you know!

It wouldn't be right for me to clown around when I'm painting a president.

How will I be remembered? As a technician or artist? As a humorist or a visionary?

I paint life as I would like it to be.

I just wanted to do something important.

If there was sadness in this creative world of mine, it was a pleasant sadness. If there were problems, they were humorous problems.