The Awareness Of Our Own Strength Makes

My Age And Health Will Never Allow Me To Realize The Dream Of Art I've Been Pursuing All My Life.

Light Is A Thing That Cannot Be Reproduced, But Must Be Represented By Something Else - By Color.

Sometimes I Imagine Colors As If They Were Living Ideas, Being Of Pure Reason With Which To Communicate. Nature Is Not On The Surface, It Is Deep Down.

An Optical Impression Is Produced On Our Organs Of Sight Which Makes Us Classify As Light, Half-tone Or Quartertone, The Surfaces Represented By Colour Sensations. So That Light Does Not Exist For The Painter.

All My Life I Have Worked To Be Able To Earn My Living, But I Thought That One Could Do Good Painting Without Attracting Attention To One's Private Life. Certainly, An Artist Wishes To Raise Himself Intellectually As Much As Possible, But The Man Must Remain Obscure. The Pleasure Must Be Found In The Work.