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180 pages, Hardcover
Published May 16, 2023
"Thought I knew what I was going to try to do but I find I dont -- and I guess I'll only find out by slaving away at it" - Georgia O'Keeffe
"Cheap paper like this is a great friend lately - A stack of it almost a foot high makes me feel downright reckless."
"This morning I got up just as daylight was coming... the first thing I thought was - GOSH - didn't God have his nerve with him when he painted those swipes across the sky"
"Did you ever have something to say and feel as if the whole side of the wall wouldn’t be big enough to say it on and then sit down on the floor and try to get it on to a sheet of charcoal paper – and when you had put it down look at it and try to put into words what you have been trying to say with just marks – and then – wonder what it all is anyway – I’ve been crawling around on the floor till I have cramps in my feet... Maybe the fault is with what I’m trying to say - I don't seem to be able to find words for it."
"Oh I'm simply soaked with mountains of all kinds - So full that I'm almost nauseated - Drunk with it."
"I couldn't get what I wanted any other way so I've been painting myself - no clothes - It was lots of fun - Stupid of me to never have thought of it before - Today I wanted to paint nakedness. It makes me laugh - I had such a good time."
I knew Beauford Delaney some twenty-six or twenty-eight years ago. He was a very special person—impossible to define. I think of him often as a special experience and always with a feeling that it is fine to know he is living—somewhere—still being his special self—what I do not exactly know, but he is a special kind of thought."