A portrait is a picture in which there is just a tiny little something not quite right about the mouth.
The habit of breaking up one's colour to make it brilliant dates from further back than Impressionism - Couture advocates it in a little book called 'Causeries d'Atelier' written about 1860 - it is part of the technique of Impressionism but used for quite a different reason.
You can't do sketches enough. Sketch everything and keep your curiosity fresh.
Mine is the horny hand of toil.
I do not judge, I only chronicle.
It is certain that at certain times talent entirely overcomes thought or poetry.