The light constantly changes, and that alters the atmosphere and beauty of things every minute.
I get madder and madder on giving back what I feel.
To have gone to all this trouble to get to this is just too stupid! Outside there's brilliant sunshine but I don't feel up to looking at it.
Listening only to my instincts, I discovered superb things.
Most people think I paint fast. I paint very slowly.
I've done what I could as a painter and that seems to me to be sufficient. I don't want to be compared to the great masters of the past, and my painting is open to criticism; that's enough.