Never, Even As A Child, Would I

I'm Continuing To Work Hard, Not Without Periods Of Discouragement, But My Strength Comes Back Again.

I Let A Good Many Mistakes Show Through When Fixing My Sensations. It Will Always Be The Same And This Is What Makes Me Despair.

My Only Desire Is An Intimate Infusion With Nature, And The Only Fate I Wish Is To Have Worked And Lived In Harmony With Her Laws.

I Haven't Yet Managed To Capture The Colour Of This Landscape; There Are Moments When I'm Appalled At The Colours I'm Having To Use, I'm Afraid What I'm Doing Is Just Dreadful And Yet I Really Am Understating It; The Light Is Simply Terrifying.

Zaandam Has Enough To Paint For A Lifetime.