A Painter Is A Man Who Paints

Whether He Wants It Or Not, Man Is The Instrument Of Nature; She Imposes On Him Character And Appearance.

You Cannot Go Against Nature. She Is Stronger Than The Strongest Of Men. We Can Permit Ourselves Some Liberties, But In Details Only.

Now There Is Fame! Of All - Hunger, Misery, The Incomprehension By The Public - Fame Is By Far The Worst. It Is The Castigation Of God By The Artist. It Is Sad. It Is True.

In The End There Is Only Matisse.

I Don't Think I'm Wrong When I Say That The Most Beautiful Objects Of The "stone Age" Were Made Of Skin, Fabric, And Especially Wood. The "stone Age" Ought To Be Called The "wood Age." How Many African Statues Are Made Of Stone, Bone, Or Ivory? Maybe One In A Thousand! And Prehistoric Man Had No More Ivory At His Disposal Than African Tribes. Maybe Even Less. He Must Have Had Thousands Of Wooden Fetishes, All Gone Now.