I Allow No One To Touch Me.

There Are Two Things In The Painter, The Eye And The Mind; Each Of Them Should Aid The Other.

Treat Nature By The Cylinder, The Sphere, The Cone, Everything In Proper Perspective So That Each Side Of An Object Or A Plane Is Directed Towards A Central Point.

To Paint Is Not To Copy The Object Slavishly, It Is To Grasp A Harmony Among Many Relationships.

Chatter About Art Is Almost Always Useless.

The Sun Penetrates Me Soundlessly Like A Distant Friend That Stirs Up My Laziness, Fertilizes It. We Bring Forth Life.