All My Efforts Go Into Creating An

The Arts Have A Development Which Comes Not Only From The Individual But Also From A Whole Acquired Force, The Civilization Which Precedes Us. One Cannot Do Just Anything. A Talented Artist Cannot Do Whatever He Pleases. If He Only Used His Gifts, He Would Not Exist. We Are Not The Masters Of What We Produce. It Is Imposed On Us.

There Are Always Flowers For Those Who Want To See Them.

It Has Bothered Me All My Life That I Do Not Paint Like Everybody Else.

Nothing Can Be Accomplished Without Love.

Perhaps I Might Be Satisfied, Momentarily, With A Work Finished At One Sitting, But I Would Soon Get Bored Looking At It; Therefore, I Prefer To Continue Working On It So That Later I May Recognize It As A Work Of My Mind.