I Shut My Eyes In Order To

With Practice The Craft Will Come Almost Of Itself, In Spite Of You And All The More Easitly If You Think Of Something Besides Technique.

I Sit At My Door, Smoking A Cigarette And Sipping My Absinthe, And I Enjoy Every Day Without A Care In The World

The Landscape With Its Violent, Pure Colours Dazzled And Blinded Me. I Was Always Uncertain.

Lacking Many Of The Essential Implements, It Irritated Me To Be Reduced To Impotence In The Face Of Artistic Projects To Which I Had Passionately Given Myself.

Do You Know What Will Soon Be The Ultimate In Truth? - Photography, Once It Begins To Reproduce Colors, And That Won't Be Long In Coming. And Yet You Want An Intelligent Man To Sweat For Months So As To Give The Illusion He Can Do Something As Well As An Ingenious Little Machine Can!