Painting Is A Nail To Which I

I Am Interposing Overlaid Planes A Short Way Off... To Make It Understood That Things Are In Front Of Each Other Instead Of Being Scattered In Space.

Poetry Is To A Painting What Life Is To Man.

There Is Only One Valuable Thing In Art: The Thing You Cannot Explain.

I Couldn't Portray A Women In All Her Natural Loveliness.. I Haven't The Skill. No One Has. I Must, Therefore, Create A New Sort Of Beauty, The Beauty That Appears To Me In Terms Of Volume Of Line, Of Mass, Of Weight, And Through That Beauty Interpret My Subjective Impression. Nature Is Mere A Pretext For Decorative Composition, Plus Sentiment. It Suggests Emotion, And I Translate That Emotion Into Art. I Want To Express The Absolute, Not Merely The Factitious Woman.

It Is The Limitation Of Means That Determines Style, Gives Rise To New Forms And Makes Creativity Possible.