When The Color Achieves Richness, The Form

Is It The Factitious And The Conventional That Most Surely Succeed On Earth And In The Course Of Life?

Get To The Heart Of What Is Before You And Continue To Express Yourself As Logically As Possible.

Talks On Art Are Almost Useless. The Work Which Goes To Bring Progress In One's Own Subject Is Sufficient Compensation For The Incomprehension Of Imbeciles.

Monet Is Only An Eye, But My God, What An Eye!

Fruits ... Like Having Their Portrait Painted. They Seem To Sit There And Ask Your Forgiveness For Fading. Their Thought Is Given Off With Their Perfumes. They Come With All Their Scents, They Speak Of The Fields They Have Left, The Rain Which Has Nourished Them, The Daybreaks They Have Seen.