A Rapid Rendering Of A Landscape Represents

The Artist Has To Look At Life As He Did When He Was A Child. If He Loses That Faculty, He Cannot Express Himself In An Original, That Is, A Personal Way.

Expression For Me Does Not Reside In Passions Glowing In A Human Face Or Manifested By Violent Movement. The Entire Arrangement Of My Picture Is Expressive; The Place Occupied By My Figures, The Empty Space Around Them, The Proportions, Everything Has Its Share.

If My Story Were Ever To Be Written Truthfully From Start To Finish, It Would Amaze Everyone.

My Pictures Are Made Up Of Four Or Five Colors That Collide With One Another.

Love Wants To Rise, Not To Be Held Down By Anything Base... He Who Loves Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; He Is Free And Nothing Holds Him Back. Derive Happiness From Yourself, From A Good Day's Work, From The Clearing That It Makes In The Fog That Surrounds Us.