We become intoxicated with color, with words that speak of color, and with the sun that makes colors brighter.
The substance of painting is light.
It was the era of photography. This may have influenced us, and played a part in our reaction against anything resembling a snapshot of life. (On the year 1905)
Colors were dynamite for us.
I'd like to study the drawings of kids. That's where the truth is, without a doubt.
Art must not be intelligent; art is a jouisance, an enjoyment