I get madder and madder on giving back what I feel.
It took me time to understand my water lilies. I had planted them for the pleasure of it; I grew them without ever thinking of painting them.
What could be said about me...a man to whom only his painting matters? And of course his garden and his flowers as well.
The real subject of every painting is light.
Light is the most important person in the picture.
Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.