Colours Have Their Own Distinctive Beauty That

The Splitting Up Of Color [as Impressionists Did] Brought The Splitting Up Of Form And Contour . . . Everything Is Reduced To A Mere Sensation Of The Retina, But One Which Destroys All Tranquility Of Surface And Contour. Objects Are Differentiated Only By The Luminosity That Is Given Them.

The Importance Of An Artist Is To Be Measured By The Quantity Of New Signs Which He Has Introduced To The Language Of Art.

When A Painting Is Finished, It's Like A New Born Child, And The Artist Himself Must Have Time For Understanding. How Then Do You Expect An Amateur To Understand That Which The Artist Dos Not Yet Comprehend.

Truth And Reality In Art Do Not Arise Until You No Longer Understand What You Are Doing And Are Capable Of But Nevertheless Sense A Power That Grows In Proportion To Your Resistance.

One Gets Into A State Of Creativity By Conscious Work.