Lots of people will protest that it's quite unreal and that I'm out of my mind, but that's just too bad

Zaandam has enough to paint for a lifetime.

The older I become the more I realize of that I have to work very hard to reproduce what I search: the instantaneous. The influence of the atmosphere on the things and the light scattered throughout.

I must have flowers, always, and always.

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.

Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.

Most people think I paint fast. I paint very slowly.