An Artist Must Not Feel Under Any

If People Knew What Matisse, Supposedly The Painter Of Happiness, Had Gone Through, The Anguish And Tragedy He Had To Overcome To Manage To Capture That Light Which Has Never Left Him, If People Knew All That, They Would Also Realize That This Happiness, This Light, This Dispassionate Wisdom Which Seems To Be Mine, Are Sometimes Well-deserved, Given The Severity Of My Trials.

Color Helps To Express Light, Not The Physical Phenomenon, But The Only Light That Really Exists, That In The Artist's Brain.

Starting To Paint, I Felt Gloriously Free, Quiet, And Alone.

The Essential Thing Is To Spring Forth, To Express The Bolt Of Lightning One Senses Upon Contact With A Thing. The Function Of The Artist Is Not To Translate An Observation But To Express The Shock Of The Object On His Nature; The Shock, With The Original Reaction.

A Young Painter Who Cannot Liberate Himself From The Influence Of Past Generations Is Digging His Own Grave.