I Wish To Die Painting.

Tell Me, Do You Think I'm Going Mad? I Sometimes Wonder, You Know.

The Landscape Becomes Human, Becomes A Thinking, Living Being Within Me. I Become One With My Picture...we Merge In An Iridescent Chaos.

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

The Louvre Is A Good Book To Consult, But It Must Only Be An Intermediary. The Real And Immense Study That Must Be Taken Up Is The Manifold Picture Of Nature.

There Is A Logic Of Colors, And It Is With This Alone, And Not With The Logic Of The Brain, That The Painter Should Conform.