I Ask You To Pray For Me,

I Wish To Die Painting.

Talks On Art Are Almost Useless. The Work Which Goes To Bring Progress In One's Own Subject Is Sufficient Compensation For The Incomprehension Of Imbeciles.

The Day Is Coming When A Single Carrot, Freshly Observed, Will Set Off A Revolution.

Doubtless There Are Things In Nature Which Have Not Yet Been Seen. If An Artist Discovers Them, He Opens The Way For His Successors.

The Landscape Becomes Human, Becomes A Thinking, Living Being Within Me. I Become One With My Picture...we Merge In An Iridescent Chaos.