The Richness I Achieve Comes From Nature,

My Garden Is A Slow Work, Pursued With Love And I Do Not Deny That I Am Proud Of It. Forty Years Ago, When I Established Myself Here, There Was Nothing But A Farmhouse And A Poor Orchard...i Bought The House And Little By Little I Enlarged And Organized It...i Dug, Planted Weeded, Myself; In The Evenings The Children Watered.

My Heart Is Forever In Giverny.

I Never Draw Except With Brush And Paint.

Light Is The Most Important Person In The Picture.

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