Beauty, Like Truth, Is Relative To The

I Am Not One Who Was Born In The Custody Of Wisdom; I Am One Who Is Fond Of Olden Times And Intense In Quest Of The Sacred Knowing Of The Ancients.

The Beautiful Is In Nature, And It Is Encountered Under The Most Diverse Forms Of Reality. Once It Is Found It Belongs To Art, Or Rather To The Artist Who Discovers It.

Painting Is An Essentially Concrete Art And Can Only Consist Of The Representation Of Real And Existing Things.

The Principle Of Realism Means Denial Of The Ideal.

Without Trying To Clear Up The Degree Of Correctness Of A Qualification Which No One, One Must Hope, Will Be Asked To Understand Exactly, I Will Limit Myself To A Few Words Of Explanation To Cut Short Any Misunderstandings.