Exactitude Is Not Truth. [fr., L'exactitude N'est

There's Nothing Clinically Wrong With Me, Only An Emotional Imbalance - I Pass Too Quickly From The Wildest Enthusiasm To The Blackest Despair.

The Chief Function Of Color Should Be To Serve Expression As Well As Possible.

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.

It Is Only After Years Of Preparation That The Young Artist Should Touch Color - Not Color Used Descriptively, That Is, But As A Means Of Personal Expression.

Art Is An Escape From Reality.