The Light Constantly Changes, And That Alters

Zaandam Has Enough To Paint For A Lifetime.

Paint What You Really See, Not What You Think You Ought To See; Not The Object Isolated As In A Test Tube, But The Object Enveloped In Sunlight And Atmosphere, With The Blue Dome Of Heaven Reflected In The Shadows.

The More I Live, The More I Regret How Little I Know

Colors Pursue Me Like A Constant Worry. They Even Worry Me In My Sleep.

I'm Knocked Out, I've Never Felt So Physically And Mentally Exhausted, I'm Quite Stupid With It And Long Only For Bed; But I Am Happy.