Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going

One Had To Immerse Oneself In One's Surroundings And Intensely Study Nature Or One's Subject To Understand How To Recreate It.

An Art Which Isn't Based On Feeling Isn't An Art At All.

Under This Fine Rain I Breathe In The Innocence Of The World. I Feel Coloured By The Nuances Of Infinity. At This Moment I Am One With My Picture. We Are An Iridescent Chaos.

You Must Think. The Eye Is Not Enough; It Needs To Think As Well.

The Artist Must Scorn All Judgment That Is Not Based On An Intelligent Observation Of Character. He Must Beware Of The Literary Spirit Which So Often Causes A Painting To Deviate From Its True Path - The Concrete Study Of Nature - To Lose Itself All Too Long In Intangible Speculations.