In this twentieth century, to stop rushing around, to sit quietly on the grass, to switch off the world and come back to the earth, to allow the eye to see a willow, a bush, a cloud, a leaf, is an unforgettable experience.

Art is neither a profession nor a hobby. Art is a way of being.

I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen

We do a lot of looking: we look through lenses, telescopes, television tubes... Our looking is perfected every day, but we see less and less.

When the eye wakes up to see again, it suddenly stops taking anything for granted.

The local painters were my idols...These artists, too, were grown-ups, but they were grown-ups who could still see! Their eye was still in love! Like mine!

You are not copying nature, but responding to nature in full awareness, to the way nature expresses itself in that object.