I Am A Pupil Of Pissarro.

I Paint As If I Were Rothschild.

Surely, A Single Bunch Of Carrots Painted Naively, Just As We Personally See It, Is Worth All The Endless Banalities Of The Schools, All Those Dreary Pictures Concocted Out Of Tobacco Juice According To Time-honored Formulas?

Is Art Really The Priesthood That Demands The Pure In Heart Who Belong To It Wholly?

Art First Of All Is Optical. That's Where The Material Of Our Art Is: In What Our Eyes Think.

Get To The Heart Of What Is Before You And Continue To Express Yourself As Logically As Possible.