Norman Rockwell Quotes

The secret to so many artists living so long is that every painting is a new adventure. So, you see, they’re always looking ahead to something new and exciting. The secret is not to look back.

You must first spend some time getting your model to relax. Then you’ll get a natural expression.

When I go to farms or little towns, I am always surprised at the discontent I find. And New York, too often, has looked across the sea toward Europe. And all of us who turn our eyes away from what we have are missing life.

Very interesting for an old duffer like me to try his hand at something new. If I don’t do that once in a while, I might just turn into a fossil, you know!

Things aren’t much wilder now, I don’t think, than they were back then. Of course I just read about all the goings-on now. Ha.

The remarks about my reaching the age of Social Security and coming to the end of the road, they jolted me. And that was good. Because I sure as hell had no intention of just sitting around for the rest of my life. So I’d whip out the paints and really go to it.

The ’20s ended in an era of extravagance, sort of like the one we’re in now. There was a big crash, but then the country picked itself up again, and we had some great years. Those were the days when American believed in itself. I was happy and proud to be painting it.

Some people have been kind enough to call me a fine artist. I’ve always called myself an illustrator. I’m not sure what the difference is. All I know is that whatever type of work I do, I try to give it my very best. Art has been my life.

Some folks think I painted Lincoln from life, but I haven’t been around that long. Not quite.

Right from the beginning, I always strived to capture everything I saw as completely as possible.

No man with a conscience can just bat out illustrations. He’s got to put all his talent and feeling into them!

My best efforts were some modern things that looked like very lousy Matisses. Thank God I had the sense to realize they were lousy, and leave Paris.

It wouldn’t be right for me to clown around when I’m painting a president.

It was a pretty rough neighborhood where I grew up The really tough places were over around Third Avenue where it ran into the Harlem River, but we weren’t far away.

I’m tired, but proud.

I’m the oldest antique in town.

I’m not going to be caught around here for any fool celebration. To hell with birthdays!

I’ll never have enough time to paint all the pictures I’d like to.

I talk as I sketch, too, in order to keep their minds off what I’m doing so I’ll get the most natural expression I can from them. Also, the talking helps to size up the subject’s personality, so I can figure out better how to portray him.