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

In art, truth and reality begin when one no longer understands what one is doing or what one knows, and when there remains an energy that is all the stronger for being constrained, controlled and compressed.

Creative people are curious, flexible, and independent with a tremendous spirit and a love of play.

For my part I have never avoided the influence of others. I would have considered it cowardice and a lack of sincerity toward myself.

Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.

I simply try to put down colors which render my sensation

A certain blue enters your soul. A certain red has an effect on your blood-pressure.