The '20s ended in an era of extravagance, sort of like the one we're in now. There was a big crash, but then the country picked itself up again, and we had some great years. Those were the days when American believed in itself. I was happy and proud to be painting it.

I learned to draw everything except glamorous women. No matter how much I tried to make them look sexy, they always ended up looking silly... or like somebody's mother.

I'm tired, but proud.

If a picture wasn't going very well, I'd put a puppy in it.

No man with a conscience can just bat out illustrations. He's got to put all his talent and feeling into them!

The view of life I communicate in my pictures excludes the sordid and ugly. I paint life as I would like it to be.

The story is the first thing and the last thing.