I paint is the way I see things with my eyes and in my heart.
Nature, my dear sir, is only a hypothesis.
France has lived a long time - eight or nine centuries - and yet art in France, too, was derivative up until the 19th Century.
My eyes were made to erase all that is ugly.
American art, like America, must wait and live a while longer.
The subject itself is of no account; what matters is the way it is presented.