If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!

I am following Nature without being able to grasp her, I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

I work at my garden all the time and with love. What I need most are flowers, always. My heart is forever in Giverny.

My heart is forever in Giverny.

These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.

It is only too easy to catch people's attention by doing something worse than anyone else has dared to do it before.

Gardening was something I learned in my youth when I was unhappy. I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.