I explored the arts in general; I took painting classes and sketching classes and acting classes and all sorts of different things.

I've been honestly sitting in the living room every day doing little DIY projects. Painting and making stuff and all that stuff. That's been kind of cool. I got to find out I apparently have a passion for that.

I have sworn to die painting.

I don't paint anymore. I haven't since I abandoned it at 19, in order to begin writing seriously.

I'm very representational some of the time, and a little all of the time. But when you're painting out of your unconscious, figures are bound to emerge.

I like men who paint or write or do something creative.

It depends on where you put the paint, not how much you splash on.

I'm very interested in the language of photography in relationship to painting.

I wrote as a kid, but I never wanted to be a writer, particularly. I had been drawing and painting for years and loved that.

With proper acting, I don't know what I would play - I got sent a script for a play, and it said in the notes that my proposed character was 'hideously fat and ugly'. That made my day. I mean, I do know I am no oil painting.

At the point where I'm trying to force something and it's not happening, and I'm getting frustrated with, say, writing a poem, I can go and pick up the brushes and start painting. At the point where the painting seems to not be going anywhere, I go and pick up the guitar.

The day the producers aren't minting money, or the fans are done with me and, most of all, I as a person get bored of acting, I will stop and pursue my other interests. There is a lot to do: painting, writing, direction.

Well, one always has an instinct to be a painter, and I've done quite a lot of painting at one time or another, though not with any public success.

Painting is but another word for feeling.

In my experience a painting is not made with colors and paint at all. I don't know what a painting is; who knows what sets off even the desire to paint?

I ended up living on Crete for eight months. I picked olives and did house painting and got broke.

Painting is an essentially concrete art and can only consist of the representation of real and existing things.

I don't like persuaded sitters. I never could paint a cat if the cat had any scruples, religious, superstitious, or otherwise, about sitting.

To be able to finish opportunities that I do get in the paint, that makes a difference.

I can paint in jail.