More Of Me Comes Out

The Question Of The Value Of Nationality In Art Is Perhaps Unsolvable.

After All, We Are Not French And Never Can Be, And Any Attempt To Be So Is To Deny Our Inheritance And To Try To Impose Upon Ourselves A Character That Can Be Nothing But A Veneer Upon The Surface.

No Amount Of Skillful Invention Can Replace The Essential Element Of Imagination.

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

I Guess I'm Not Very Human. All I Really Want To Do Is Paint Light On The Side Of A House.