To paint is to love again, and to love is to live life to the fullest.
“If I were reading a book and happened to strike a wonderful passage I would close the book then and there and go for a walk. I hated the thought of coming to the end of a good book. I would tease it along, delay the inevitable as long as possible, But always, when I hit a great passage, I would stop reading immediately. Out I would go, rain, hail, snow or ice, and chew the cud.”
“An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.”
“Paint what you like and die happy”