The Quality Of A Painter Depends On

Those Who Attempts To Explain A Picture Are On The Wrong Track Most Of The Time.

But When I Am Alone, I Do Not Have The Effrontery To Consider Myself An Artist At All, Not In The Grand Old Meaning Of The Word: Giotto, Titian, Rembrandt, Goya Were Great Painters. I Am Only A Public Clown-a Mountebank. I Have Understood My Time And Have Exploited The Imbecility, The Vanity, The Greed Of My Contemporaries. It Is A Bitter Confession, This Confession Of Mine, More Painful Than It May Seem. But At Least And At Last It Does Have The Merit Of Being Honest.

Imitators? All Right! Disciples If You Like. But Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting.

A Painting Only Lives In The Eye Of The Beholder

The Painter Goes Through States Of Fullness And Evaluation. That Is The Whole Secret Of Art.