The horse is an archetypal symbol which will always find ways to stir up deep and moving ancestral memories in every human being.

The horse, the horse! The symbol of surging potency and power of movement, of action.

There was some trucker guy and he said, 'How's the horses?' ... And I said, 'The horses are OK, but I'm about to run out of fuel.' So he let me siphon five gallons out of his truck. I don't know his name.

Twenty years hence a curve or a symbol will be called as Pearson's, and nothing more remembered of the toil of the years.

In a way, my father was lucky. He had a hunch that his vision of the National Gallery would interest other collectors and persuade them to come in with him, and that hunch proved to be right.

Preliminary drawings or sketches in oil or pastel often have an immediacy and emotional appeal far greater than the final canvas.