I Am A Pupil Of Pissarro.

To Be Sure An Artist Wishes To Raise His Standard Intellectually As Much As Possible, But The Man Must Remain In Obscurity. Pleasure Must Be Found In The Studying.

There Is No Model, There Is Only Color.

I Ask You To Pray For Me, For Once Age Has Overtaken Us, We Find Consolation Only In Religion.

In Order To Make Progress, There Is Only Nature, And The Eye Is Turned Through Contact With Her.

My Nervous System Is Enfeebled, Only Work In Oils Can Sustain Me.