The Process Of Creation Becomes

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.

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

I Could Never Put Anything Into A Picture That Wasn't Actually There In Front Of Me. That Would Be A Pointless Lie, A Mere Bit Of Artfulness.

I Would Wish My Portraits To Be Of The People, Not Like Them. Not Having A Look Of The Sitter, Being Them.

My Work Is Purely Autobiographical... It Is About Myself And My Surroundings.