What could be said about me...a man to whom only his painting matters? And of course his garden and his flowers as well.
As for myself, I met with as much success as I ever could have wanted. In other words, I was enthusiastically run-down by every critic of the period.
The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration.
If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!
My life has been nothing but a failure.
Light is the most important person in the picture.