The Thames was all gold. God it was beautiful, so fine that I began working a frenzy, following the sun and its reflections on the water.
For me, the subject is of secondary importance: I want to convey what is alive between me and the subject.
Everything changes, even stone.
No, I'm not a great painter. Neither am I a great poet.
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.
To see we must forget the name of the thing we are looking at.