If You See A Tree As Blue,

All The Joys - Animal And Human - Of A Free Life Are Mine. I Have Escaped Everything That Is Artificial, Conventional, Customary.

The Flat Sound Of My Wooden Clogs On The Cobblestones, Deep, Hollow And Powerful, Is The Note I Seek In My Painting.

In Art There Are Only Two Types Of People: Revolutionaries And Plagiarists

Nail Up Some Indecency In Plain Sight Over Your Door; From That Time Forward You Will Be Rid Of All Respectable People,the Most Insupportable Folk God Has Created.

In Art, All Who Have Done Something Other Than Their Predecessors Have Merited The Epithet Of Revolutionary; And It Is They Alone Who Are Masters.