Zaandam has enough to paint for a lifetime.
My life has been nothing but a failure.
Nothing in the whole world is of interest to me but my painting and my flowers.
Without the fog, London would not be a beautiful city. It is fog that gives it its magnificent amplitude...its regular and massive blocks become grandiose in that mysterious mantle.
These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.
All I did was to look at what the universe showed me, to let my brush bear witness to it.