Apart From Painting And Gardening, I'm Not

I Work At My Garden All The Time And With Love. What I Need Most Are Flowers, Always. My Heart Is Forever In Giverny.

As For Myself, I Met With As Much Success As I Ever Could Have Wanted. In Other Words, I Was Enthusiastically Run-down By Every Critic Of The Period.

For Almost Two Months Now I've Been Struggling Away With No Result.

The Light Constantly Changes, And That Alters The Atmosphere And Beauty Of Things Every Minute.

I Had So Much Fire In Me And So Many Plans.