The Painter's Obsession With His

I Have A Hatred Of Habit And Routine. And What Dogs Love Is Just That. They Like Regular Everything, And I Don't Have Regular Anything. I Have A Timetable, But No Routine.

The Only Secret I Can Claim To Have Is Concentration, And That's Something That Can't Be Taught.

Were It Not For This [dissatisfaction], The Perfect Painting Might Be Painted, On The Completion Of Which The Painter Could Retire. It Is This Great Insufficiency That Drives Him On. The Process Of Creation Becomes Necessary To The Painter Perhaps More Than It Is In The Picture. The Process Is In Fact Habit-forming.

I Think Half The Point Of Painting A Picture Is That You Don't Know What Will Happen... That If Painters Did Know What Was Going To Happen They Wouldn't Bother To Do It.

I Work From The People That Interest Me, And That I Care About, In Rooms That I Live In And Know. I Use The People To Invent My Pictures, And I Can Work More Freely When They Are There.