Art Is An Outsider, A Gypsy Over

Work Always As If You Were A Master, Expect From Yourself A Masterpiece.

When The Artist Is Alive In Any Person, Whatever His Kind Of Work May Be, He Becomes An Inventive, Searching, Daring, Self-expressing Creature.

Renoir Had Not Only A Great Interest In Human Character, In Human Feeling, But Had Also A Great Love For The People He Painted.

The Sketch Hunter Moves Through Life As He Finds It, Not Passing Negligently The Things He Loves, But Stopping To Know Them, And To Note Them Down In The Shorthand Of His Sketchbook.

It's A Wrong Idea That A Master Is A Finished Person. Masters Are Very Faulty; They Haven't Learned Everything And They Know It.