Would Not It Be Best To Leave

When I Eat A Tomato I Look At It The Way Anyone Else Would. But When I Paint A Tomato, Then I See It Differently.

My Choice Of Colors Does Not Rest On Any Scientific Theory; It Is Based On Observation, On Feeling, On The Experience Of My Sensibility. Inspired By Certain Pages Of Delacroix, An Artist Like Signac Is Preoccupied With Complementary Colors, And The Theoretical Knowledge Of Them Will Lead Him To Use A Certain Tone In A Certain Place. But I Simply Try To Put Down Colors Which Render My Sensation.

Composition, The Aim Of Which Is Expression, Alters Itself According To The Surface To Be Covered. If I Take A Sheet Of Paper Of Given Dimensions, I Will Jot Down A Drawing Which Will Have A Necessary Relation To Its Format.

I Didn't Expect To Recover From My Second Operation But Since I Did, I Consider That I'm Living On Borrowed Time. Every Day That Dawns Is A Gift To Me And I Take It In That Way. I Accept It Gratefully Without Looking Beyond It. I Completely Forget My Physical Suffering And All The Unpleasantness Of My Present Condition And I Think Only Of The Joy Of Seeing The Sun Rise Once More And Of Being Able To Work A Little Bit, Even Under Difficult Conditions.

Truth And Reality In Art Begin At The Point Where The Artist Ceases To Understand What He Is Doing And Capable Of Doing - Yet Feels In Himself A Force That Becomes Steadily Stronger... And More Concentrated.