Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.

Every time I paint a portrait I lose a friend.

From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly read more

From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow,
So warm with light his blended colors glow.
. . . .
The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring
Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.

I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure read more

I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream

The only good copies are those which exhibit the defects of bad
originals.

The only good copies are those which exhibit the defects of bad
originals.

And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.

And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.

The fellow mixes blood with his colors.

The fellow mixes blood with his colors.

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

He that seeks popularity in art closes the door on his own
genius: as he must needs paint for read more

He that seeks popularity in art closes the door on his own
genius: as he must needs paint for other minds, and not for his
own.