There Is No Light Painting Or Dark

The Artist Makes Things Concrete And Gives Them Individuality.

I Am The Primitive Of The Method I Have Invented.

There Are Two Things In The Painter, The Eye And The Mind; Each Of Them Should Aid The Other.

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

Is It The Factitious And The Conventional That Most Surely Succeed On Earth And In The Course Of Life?