When I Judge Art, I Take My

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

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

One Can Do Good Things Without Being Very Much Of A Harmonist Or A Colourist. It Is Sufficient To Have A Sense Of Art - And This Sense Is Doubtless The Horror Of The Bourgeois.

I Should Have Wished To Possess The Intellectual Equilibrium That Characterizes You And Permits You To Achieve Without Fail The Desired End... Chance Has Not Favoured Me With An Equal Self-assurance, It Is The Only Regret I Have About Things Of This Earth.

I Advance All Of My Canvas At One Time.