My life has been nothing but a failure.

Zaandam has enough to paint for a lifetime.

My heart is forever in Giverny.

Despite my extremely modest prices, dealers and art lovers are turning their backs on me. It is very depressing to see the lack of interest shown in an art object which has no market value.

For me, the subject is of secondary importance: I want to convey what is alive between me and the subject.

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

It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.