The Painting Is Finished When The Idea

I Am Much More Interested In Achieving Unison With Nature Than In Copying It.

Colour Acts Simultaneously With Form, But Has Nothing To Do With Form.

I Have Made A Great Discovery. I No Longer Believe In Anything. Objects Don't Exist For Me Except In So Far As A Rapport Exists Between Them And Myself. When One Attains This Harmony, One Reaches A Sort Of Intellectual Non-existence, What I Can Only Describe As A Sense Of Peace, Which Makes Everything Possible And Right. Life Then Becomes A Perpetual Revelation. That Is True Poetry.

Art Is Polymorphic. A Picture Appears To Each Onlooker Under A Different Guise.

I Have Made A Great Discovery. I No Longer Believe In Anything.