Now I really feel the landscape, I can be bold and include every tone of pink and blue: it's enchanting, it's delicious, and I hope it will please you.

Everything changes, even stone.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

All of a sudden I had the revelation of how enchanting my pond was.

I don’t think I’m made for any earthly kind of pleasure.

I waited for the idea to consolidate, for the grouping and composition of themes to settle themselves in my brain.

The real subject of every painting is light.