Impressionism Is The Newspaper Of The Soul.

Drawing Is Of The Spirit And Color Of The Senses.

The Things That Are Acquired Consciously Permit Us To Express Ourselves Unconsciously With A Certain Richness.

The Model For Me Is A Touchstone, It Is A Door Which I Must Break Open In Order To Reach The Garden In Which I Am Alone And Feel Good, Even The Model Exists Only For What Use I Can Make Of It.

It Is Not Enough To Place Colors, However Beautiful, One Beside The Other; Colors Must Also React On One Another. Otherwise, You Have Cacophony.

I Simply Try To Put Down Colors Which Render My Sensation