The Painter's Only Solid Ground Is The

You Cannot Possibly Invent Painting All By Yourself.

The Artist Who Paints The Emotions Creates An Enclosed World... The Picture... Which, Like A Book, Has The Same Interest No Matter Where It Happens To Be. Such An Artist, We May Imagine, Spends A Great Deal Of Time Doing Nothing But Looking, Both Around Him And Inside Him.

Art Will Never Be Able To Exist Without Nature.

Speaking, When You Have Something To Say, Is Like Looking. But Who Looks? If People Could See Properly, And See Whole, They Would All Be Painters. And It's Because People Have No Idea How To Look That They Hardly Ever Understand.

How Many Days Have I Spent Alone With My Cat... And When I Say Alone, I Mean Without A Material Being, For My Cat Is A Mystical Companion, A Spirit.