The Model For Me Is A Touchstone,

I Simply Try To Put Down Colors Which Render My Sensation

Color Exists In Itself, Possessing Its Own Beauty.

The Splitting Up Of Color [as Impressionists Did] Brought The Splitting Up Of Form And Contour . . . Everything Is Reduced To A Mere Sensation Of The Retina, But One Which Destroys All Tranquility Of Surface And Contour. Objects Are Differentiated Only By The Luminosity That Is Given Them.

Fit The Parts Together, One Into The Other, And Build Your Figure Like A Carpenter Builds A House. Everything Must Be Constructed, Composed Of Parts That Make A Whole.

Each Work Of Art Is A Collection Of Signs Invented During The Picture's Execution To Suit The Needs Of Their Position. Taken Out Of The Composition For Which They Were Created, These Signs Have No Further Use.