Art Is Jealous, And Demands Our Whole

To Exaggerate The Fairness Of Hair, I Come Even To Orange Tones, Chromes And Pale Yellow ... I Make A Plain Background Of The Richest, Intensest Blue That I Can Contrive, And By This Simple Combination Of The Bright Head Against The Rich Blue Background, I Get A Mysterious Effect, Like A Star In The Depths Of An Azure Sky.

I Am Unable To Describe Exactly What Is The Matter With Me; Now And Then There Are Horrible Fits Of Anxiety, Apparently Without Cause, Or Otherwise A Feeling Of Emptiness And Fatigue In The Head.

My Sketchbook Is A Witness Of What I Am Experiencing, Scribbling Things Whenever They Happen.

The Only Thing To Do Is To Go One's Own Way, To Try One's Best, To Make The Thing Live.

It Interests Me Tremendously To Make Copies... I Started It By Chance And I Find It Teaches Me Things.