The Louvre Is The Book In Which

Nature Is More Depth Than Surface, The Colours Are The Expressions On The Surface Of This Depth; They Rise Up From The Roots Of The World.

The Sun Penetrates Me Soundlessly Like A Distant Friend That Stirs Up My Laziness, Fertilizes It. We Bring Forth Life.

Drawing And Color Are By No Means Two Different Things. As You Paint, You Draw... When Color Is At Its Richest, Form Is At Its Fullest.

The Painter Unfolds That Which Has Not Been Seen.

I Owe You The Truth In Painting, And I Will Tell It To You.