Slowly I discovered the secret of my art. It consists of a meditation on nature, on the expression of a dream which is always inspired by reality. With more involvement and regularity, I learned to push each study in a certain direction. Little by little the notion that painting is a means of expression asserted itself, and that one can express the same thing in several ways. Exactitude is not truth, Delacroix liked to say.

Drawing is of the Spirit and color of the Senses.

I never retouch a sketch: I take a canvas the same size, as I may change the composition somewhat. But I always strive to give the same feeling, while carrying it on further.

Starting to paint, I felt gloriously free, quiet, and alone.

To look at something as though we had never seen it before requires great courage.

I was driven on by.. A force which I see today as something alien to my normal life... so I have been no more than a medium as it were.

I do not literally paint that table, but the emotion it produces upon me.