I Could Paint For A Hundred Years,

When I Judge Art, I Take My Painting And Put It Next To A God Made Object Like A Tree Or Flower. If It Clashes, It Is Not Art.

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

What I Am Trying To Translate To You Is More Mysterious, It Is Entwined In The Very Roots Of Being, In The Implacable Source Of Sensations.

I Must Be More Sensible And Realize That At My Age, Illusions Are Hardly Permitted And They Will Always Destroy Me.

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?