It Means Nothing To Me. I Have

Nature Does Many Things The Way I Do, But She Hides Them!

In Art, There Is Neither Past Nor Future. The Art That Is Not In The Present Will Never Be.

It Is My Misfortune - And Probably My Delight - To Use Things As My Passions Tell Me. What A Miserable Fate For A Painter Who Adores Blondes To Have To Stop Himself Putting Them Into A Picture Because They Don't Go With The Basket Of Fruit! . . . I Put All The Things I Like Into My Pictures. The Things - So Much The Worse For Them. They Just Have To Put Up With It.

I Am Only A Public Entertainer Who Understands His Time.

If You Can Imagine It...it Is Real