Belief in oneself

I feel like I’m on my back and there’s the Sistine Chapel, and I’m painting away. I like it when people say, “Gee, that’s a pretty good-looking painting.” But it’s my painting, and when somebody says, “Why don’t you use more red instead of blue?” Goodbye. It’s my painting. And I don’t care what they sell it for. The painting itself will never be finished. That’s one of the great things about it.