(i Am) Dealing Not With

Look, It's My Misery That I Have To Paint This Kind Of Painting, It's Your Misery That You Have To Love It, And The Price Of The Misery Is Thirteen Hundred And Fifty Dollars.

Art To Me Is An Anecdote Of The Spirit.

There Is No Such Thing As Good Painting About Nothing.

This World Of The Imagination Is Fancy-free And Violently Opposed To Common Sense.

Art To Me Is An Anecdote Of The Spirit, And The Only Means Of Making Concrete The Purpose Of Its Varied Quickness And Stillness.