I Don't Admit That A Woman Draws

Drawing Is Not What You See But What You Must Make Others See.

The Artist Does Not Draw What He Sees, But What He Has To Make Others See.

The Dance Instills In You Something That Sets You Apart. Something Heroic And Remote.

The Air We See In The Paintings Of The Old Masters Is Never The Air We Breathe.

One Reproduces Only That Which Is Striking; That Is To Say, The Necessary. Thus, One's Recollections And Inventions Are Liberated From The Tyranny Which Nature Exerts.