Albert Hirschfeld (June 21, 1903 – January 20, 2003) was an American caricaturist best known for his black and white portraits of celebrities and Broadway stars in which he hid the name of his daughter Nina after her birth in 1945.[1] (wikipedia)
Writers who drew, they all seemed to draw the same way. They managed to keep that childlike creativity in their line.
You know, it's no accident that the great painters came from areas like Europe where there is a lot of clouds and rain, which begets color and subtle washes of tone. Most great graphic artists come from areas with prevalent sun, where line and shadow are paramount.
You always feel the drawing you are working on is the best you've ever done... I am only interested in the present.
Life isn't a science. We make it up as we go.
You learn your limitations and then you try to work within them.
I never know what to tell young people when they come here. It could never happen for anyone they way it happened for me. It was all an accident.
Iwas a sculptor.Butthat'sreallydrawinga drawing you fall over in the dark, a three-dimensional drawing.
The opening-night audience is mostly friends of the cast and backers of the show, and they cometo applaud their money.
I believe everybody is creative, and everybody is talented. I just don't think that everybody is disciplined. I think that's a rare commodity.
When I was about fourteen, my mother took me to see a musical comedy-and that was my first experience in the theater and I was enchanted with it. It transported me to another world-you might say that I was stage-struck. I was mesmerized by the stage.