I Am Seeking, I Am Striving, I

Art Is To Console Those Who Are Broken By Life.

I Never Get Tired Of The Blue Sky.

I Hope I Shall Be Able To Make Some Drawings In Which There Is Something Human.

If I Succeed In Putting Some Warmth And Love Into The Work, Then It Will Find Friends. Carrying On Working Is The

The Wheat Field Has ...poetry; It Is Like A Memory Of Something One Has Once Seen. We Can Only Make Our Pictures Speak.