I Am More A Friend Of Art

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.

Pure Drawing Is An Abstraction. Drawing And Colour Are Not Distinct, Everything In Nature Is Coloured.

The Landscape Becomes Human, Becomes A Thinking, Living Being Within Me. I Become One With My Picture...we Merge In An Iridescent Chaos.

A Thousand Painters Ought To Be Killed Yearly. Say What You Like: I'm Every Inch A Painter.

We Must Not Be Content To Memorize The Beautiful Formulas Of Our Illustrious Predecessors. Let Us Go Out And Study Beautiful Nature.