Art Is The Elimination Of The Unnecessary.

I Would Like To Manage To Prevent People From Ever Seeing How A Picture Of Mine Has Been Done. What Can It Possibly Matter? What I Want Is That The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures Should Be Emotion.

To Model An Object Is To Possess It.

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

If I Were To Sign It Now, I'd Be Committing Forgery. I'd Be Putting My 1943 Signature On A Canvas Painted In 1922.

He Was An Afghan Hound Name Kabul. Since Him I Have Had Other Afghan Hounds.... Perhaps I Am Looking For His Ghost. He Is The Only One That I Sometimes Think About. Often, If He Comes In To My Mind When I Am Working, It Alters What I Do. The Nose On The Face I Am Drawing Gets Longer And Sharper. The Hair Of The Woman I Am Sketching Gets Longer And Fluffy, Resting Against Her Cheeks Like His Ears Rested Against His Head.