Paintings Have A Life Of Their Own

Everyone Who Works With Love And With Intelligence Finds In The Very Sincerity Of His Love For Nature And Art A Kind Of Armor Against The Opinions Of Other People.

It Is Looking At Things For A Long Time That Ripens You And Gives You A Deeper Meaning.

It Is A Pity That, As One Gradually Gains Experience, One Loses One's Youth.

When Using Colors To Recreate A General Harmony Of Tones In Nature, One Loses It By Painfully Exact Imitation. One Keeps It By Recreating In An Equivalent Color Range, And That May Not Be Exactly, Or Far From Exactly, Like The Model.

For My Part I Know Nothing With Any Certainty, But The Sight Of The Stars Makes Me Dream.