There Is A Battle That Goes On

I Do Not Paint What I See, But What I Saw.

To Die Is As If One's Eyes Had Been Put Out And One Cannot See Anything Any More. Perhaps It Is Like Being Shut In A Cellar. One Is Abandoned By All. They Have Slammed The Door And Are Gone. One Does Not See Anything And Notices Only The Damp Smell Of Putrefaction.

Without Fear And Disease, My Life Would Be Like A Boat Without Oars.

It Is Better To Have A Good Painting With Ten Holes Than Ten Bad Paintings Without Any Holes.

All Art, Literature, And Music Must Be Born In Your Heart's Blood. Art Is Your Heart's Blood.