Colors Pursue Me Like A Constant Worry.

Critic Asks: 'and What, Sir, Is The Subject Matter Of That Painting?' - 'the Subject Matter, My Dear Good Fellow, Is The Light.

I Would Like To Paint The Way A Bird Sings.

I Perhaps Owe Having Become A Painter To Flowers.

My Life Has Been Nothing But A Failure.

The Richness I Achieve Comes From Nature, The Source Of My Inspiration.