I Am A Pupil Of Pissarro.

Time And Reflection Change The Sight Little By Little 'till We Come To Understand.

Shadow Is A Colour As Light Is, But Less Brilliant; Light And Shadow Are Only The Relation Of Two Tones.

See How The Light Tenderly Love The Apricots, It Takes Them Over Completely, Enters Into Their Pulp, Light Them From All Sides! But It Is Miserly With The Peaches And Light Only One Side Of Them.

Painting Is Founded On The Heart Controlled By The Head.

Chatter About Art Is Almost Always Useless.