Do You Know That Drawing With Words

What Lives In Art And Is Eternally Living, Is First Of All The Painter And Then The Painting.

Often Whole Days Pass Without My Speaking To Anyone.

Sometimes I Long So Much To Do Landscape, Just As One Would Go For A Long Walk To Refresh Oneself, And In All Of Nature, In Trees For Instance, I See Expression And A Soul.

I Use Color In A Completely Arbitrary Way In Order To Express Myself Powerfully.

Someone Has A Great Fire In His Soul And Nobody Ever Comes To Warm Themselves At It, And Passers-by See Nothing But A Little Smoke At The Top Of The Chimney And Then Go On Their Way.