There Is A Sort Of Elation About

What I Wanted To Do Was To Paint Sunlight On The Side Of A House.

Painting Will Have To Deal More Fully And Less Obliquely With Life And Nature's Phenomena Before It Can Again Become Great.

Well, I've Always Been Interested In Approaching A Big City In A Train, And I Can't Exactly Describe The Sensations, But They're Entirely Human And Perhaps Have Nothing To Do With Aesthetics.

I Believe That The Great Painters With Their Intellect As Master Have Attempted To Force This Unwilling Medium Of Paint And Canvas Into A Record Of Their Emotions.

The Idea (for The Painting 'room In New York', 1932, Ed.) Had Been In My Mind A Long Time Before I Painted It. It Was Suggested By Glimpses Of Lighted Interiors Seen As I Walked Along City Streets At Night, Probably Near The District Where I Live (washington Square, New York, Fh) Although It's No Particular Street Or House, But Is Really A Synthesis Of Many Impressions.