Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going

I've Come To The Conclusion That It's Not Really Possible To Help Others.

Painting Is Founded On The Heart Controlled By The Head.

One Had To Immerse Oneself In One's Surroundings And Intensely Study Nature Or One's Subject To Understand How To Recreate It.

The Louvre Is The Book In Which We Learn To Read. We Must Not, However, Be Satisfied With Retaining The Beautiful Formulas Of Our Illustrious Predecessors. Let Us Go Forth To Study Beautiful Nature, Let Us Try To Free Our Mids From Them, Let Us Strive To Express Ourselves According To Our Personal Temperaments. Time And Reflection, Moreover, Little By Little Modify Our Vision, And At Last Comprehension Comes To Us.

Personally I Would Like To Have Pupils, A Studio, Pass On My Love To Them, Work With Them, Without Teaching Them Anything.. ..a Convent, A Monastery, A Phalanstery Of Painting Where One Could Train Together.. ..but No Programme, No Instruction In Painting.. ..drawing Is Still Alright, It Doesn't Count, But Painting - The Way To Learn Is To Look At The Masters, Above All At Nature, And To Watch Other People Painting.