Listening only to my instincts, I discovered superb things.

the more I live, the more I regret how little i know

Apart from painting and gardening, I'm not good at anything.

I want the unobtainable. Other artists paint a bridge, a house, a boat, and that's the end. They are finished. I want to paint the air which surrounds the bridge, the house, the boat, the beauty of the air in which these objects are located, and that is nothing short of impossible.

My work is always better when I am alone and follow my own impressions.

For almost two months now I've been struggling away with no result.

What I need most of all is color, always, always.