If you could say it in words there would be no reason to paint.

I have tried to present my sensations in what is the most congenial and impressive form possible to me.

Well, I have a very simple method of painting.

So many people say painting is fun. I don't find it fun at all. It's hard work for me.

I think that zinc white has a property of scaling and cracking.

My aim in painting has always been the most exact transcription possible of my most intimate impression of nature.

I find in working always the disturbing intrusion of elements not a part of my most interested vision, and the inevitable obliteration and replacement of this vision by the work itself as it proceeds.