Paint what you feel. Paint what you see. Paint what is real to you.

There is only one reason for art in America, and that is that the people of America learn the means of expressing themselves in their own time, and their own land.

Pretend you are dancing or singing a picture.

Many receive a criticism and think it is fine; think they got their money's worth; think well of the teacher for it, and then go on with their work just the same as before. That is the reason much of the wisdom of Plato is still locked up in the pages of Plato.

It seems to me that before a man tries to express anything to the world he must recognize in himself an individual, a new one, very distinct from others.

Find out what you really like if you can. Find out what is really important to you. Then sing your song. You will have something to sing about and your whole heart will be in the singing.

Genius is not a possession of the limited few, but exists in some degree in everyone. Where there is natural growth, a full and free play of faculties, genius will manifest itself.