Nature is a mere pretext for a decorative composition, plus sentiment. It suggests emotion, and I translate that emotion into art.

One has to arrive at a specific temperature, at which the objects become malleable.

Art disturbs, science reassures.

Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.

Once an object has been incorporated in a picture it accepts a new destiny.

I am much more interested in achieving unison with nature than in copying it.

We will never have repose. The present is perpetual.