Born: September 7, 1860
Die: December 13, 1961
I look back on my life like a good day's work, it was done and I am satisfied with it.
If you know somethin' well, you can always paint it but people would be better off buyin' chickens.
A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures...
If I hadn't started painting, I would have raised chickens.
A primitive artist is an amateur whose work sells.
I paint from the top down. From the sky, then the mountains, then the hills, then the houses, then the cattle, and then the people.
I look out the window sometimes to seek the color of the shadows and the different greens in the trees, but when I get ready to paint I just close my eyes and imagine a scene.
Memory is a painter. Paintin's not important. The important thing is keepin' busy.
“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”
― Dr. Seuss