Drawing And Color Are By No Means

I'd Like To Combine Melancholy And Sunshine... There's A Sadness In Provence Which No One Has Expressed... I'd Like To Put Reason In The Grass And Tears In The Sky, Like Poussin.

I Have Nothing To Hide In Art. The Initial Force Alone Can Bring Anyone To The End He Must Attain.

Don't Be An Art Critic. Paint. There Lies Salvation.

One Must See One's Model Correctly And Experience It In The Right Way; And Furthermore Express Oneself Forcibly And With Distinction.

The Clear French Landscape Is As Pure As A Verse Of Racine.