Whoever Wishes To Devote Himself To Painting

Do Remember That One Line Does Nothing; It Is Only In Relation To Another That It Creates A Volume.

When I Eat A Tomato I Look At It The Way Anyone Else Would. But When I Paint A Tomato, Then I See It Differently.

An Artist Must Possess Nature. He Must Identify Himself With Her Rhythm, By Efforts That Will Prepare The Mastery Which Will Later Enable Him To Express Himself In His Own Language.

My Choice Of Colors Does Not Rest On Any Scientific Theory; It Is Based On Observation, On Feeling, On The Experience Of My Sensibility. Inspired By Certain Pages Of Delacroix, An Artist Like Signac Is Preoccupied With Complementary Colors, And The Theoretical Knowledge Of Them Will Lead Him To Use A Certain Tone In A Certain Place. But I Simply Try To Put Down Colors Which Render My Sensation.

Arrival = Prison, And The Artist Must Never Be A Prisoner.