The Artist Has Only To Trust His

There Are Unknown Forces In Nature; When We Give Ourselves Wholly To Her, Without Reserve, She Lends Them To Us; She Shows Us These Forms, Which Our Watching Eyes Do Not See, Which Our Intelligence Does Not Understand Or Suspect.

Art Is Contemplation. It Is The Pleasure Of The Mind Which Searches Into Nature And Which There Divines The Spirit Of Which Nature Herself Is Animated.

People Say I Think Too Much About Women, Yet, After All What Is There More Important To Think About?

In Front Of The Model I Work With The Same Will To Reproduce Truth As If I Were Making A Portrait. I Do Not Correct Nature, I Incorporate Myself Into It; It Directs Me. I Can Only Work With A Model. The Sight Of Human Forms Nourishes And Comforts Me.

The Human Body Is First And Foremost A Mirror To The Soul And Its Greatest Beauty Comes From That.