When It Comes Right Down To It,

Forcing Yourself To Use Restricted Means Is The Sort Of Restraint That Liberates Invention. It Obliges You To Make A Kind Of Progress That You Can't Even Imagine In Advance.

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

One Starts To Get Young At The Age Of Sixty And Then It Is Too Late.

Painting Is A Jeu D'esprit.

What I Find Horrible Nowadays Is That People Are Always Trying To Find A Personality For Themselves. Nobody Bothers About What You Might Call A Painter's Ideal... The Kind That's Always Existed... No. They Couldn't Care Less About That.