It Has Always Bothered Me That I

I Counted Solely On The Clarity Of Expression Of My Work To Gain My Ends.

Instinct Must Be Thwarted Just As One Prunes The Branches Of A Tree So That It Will Grow Better.

When I Put A Green, It Is Not Grass. When I Put A Blue, It Is Not The Sky.

The Portrait Is One Of The Most Curious Art Forms. It Demands Special Qualities In The Artist, And An Almost Total Kinship With The Model.

The Sign For Which I Forge An Image Has No Value If It Doesn't Harmonize With Other Signs, Which I Must Determine In The Course Of My Invention And Which Are Completely Peculiar To It.