And even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes.

Make people's portraits in familiar and typical attitudes.

C'est vrai. Voilá quelqu'un qui sent comme moi. (It is true. There is someone who feels as I do).

We were created to look at one another, weren't we?

Work a great deal at evening effects, lamplight, candlelight, etc. The intriguing thing is not to show the source of the light but the effect of the lighting.

If I could have had my own way, I would have confined myself to black and white.

Make a drawing. Start it all over again, trace it. Start it and trace it again.