It took me a lifetime.

If I don't have red, I use blue.

I understand how you could see something in the root of a tree, a crack in the wall, in an eroded stone or pebble. But marble? It comes off in blocks and doesn't evoke any image. It does not inspire.

To make oneself hated is more difficult than to make oneself loved.

It's a poor artist who borrows--a good artist steals.

The earth doesn't have a housekeeper to do the dusting. And the dust that falls on it every day remains there. Everything that's come down to us from the past has been conserved by dust.

When I paint I feel that all the artists of the past are behind me.