Landscape is to American painting what sex and psychoanalysis are to the American novel.

In the Somme valley, the back of language broke. It could no longer carry its former meanings. World War I changed the life of words and images in art, radically and forever. It brought our culture into the age of mass-produced, industrialized death. This, at first, was indescribable.

Modernism is the protein of our cultural imagination.

I have never been against new art as such; some of it is good, much is crap, most is somewhere in between.

Art grows out of modes of perception that make you feel and think...that hooks on to something deep-running in our natures.

Political stress is always apt to shrink the private arena and attach it on to the public

The greater the artist, the greater the doubt; perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.