I Know Well Enough In Advance That

I See Less And Less... I Need To Avoid Lateral Light, Which Darkens My Colors. Nevertheless, I Always Paint At The Times Of Day Most Propitious For Me, As Long As My Paint Tubes And Brushes Are Not Mixed Up... I Will Paint Almost Blind, As Beethoven Composed Completely Deaf.

My Work Is Always Better When I Am Alone And Follow My Own Impressions.

No One But Myself Knows The Anxiety I Go Through And The Trouble I Give Myself To Finish Paintings Which Do Not Satisfy Me And Seem To Please So Very Few Others.

I Am Enslaved To My Work, Always Wanting The Impossible, And Never, I Believe, Have I Been Less Favoured By The Endlessly Changeable Weather.

I Didn't Become An Impressionist. As Long As I Can Remember I Always Have Been One.