I'm Glad I Haven't Found My Style

Muses Work All Day Long And Then At Night Get Together And Dance.

These Women Of Mine Are Decent, Simple Human Beings Who Have No Other Concern Than That Of Their Physical Condition... It Is As Though One Were Watching Through A Keyhole.

I Felt So Insufficiently Equipped, So Unprepared, So Weak, And At The Same Time It Seemed To Me That My Reflections On Art Were Correct. I Quarreled With All The World And With Myself.

Daylight Is Too Easy. What I Want Is Difficult - The Atmosphere Of Lamps And Moonlight.

Drawing Is Your Understanding Of Form.