When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made obj >>
When I am finishing a picture I hold some God-made object up to it -- >>
All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their >>
Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can >>
Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really exp >>
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment. To such an extent ind >>
All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.