I Do Not Literally Paint That Table,

Truth And Reality In Art Do Not Arise Until You No Longer Understand What You Are Doing And Are Capable Of But Nevertheless Sense A Power That Grows In Proportion To Your Resistance.

Above All, An Artist Must Never Be Too Easily Satisfied With What He Has Done.

I Was Driven On By.. A Force Which I See Today As Something Alien To My Normal Life... So I Have Been No More Than A Medium As It Were.

It Is Not Enough To Place Colors, However Beautiful, One Beside The Other; Colors Must Also React On One Another. Otherwise, You Have Cacophony.

There Are Flowers Everywhere, For Those Who Bother To Look.