Optics, Developing In Us Through Study, Teach

The Contour Eludes Me.

I Want To Die Painting.

In Order To Make Progress, There Is Only Nature, And The Eye Is Turned Through Contact With Her.

I Have To Keep Working, Not To Arrive At Finish, Which Arouses The Admiration Of Fools... I Must Seek Completion Only For The Pleasure Of Being Truer And More Knowing.

The World Doesn't Understand Me And I Don't Understand The World, That's Why I've Withdrawn From It.