Everything in art must spring from the movement of our whole life-stream, of our whole being - including the unconscious.

You could wonder for hours what flowers mean, but for me, they're life itself, in all its happy brilliance. We couldn't do with out flowers. Flowers help you forget life's tragedies.

If all life moves inevitably towards its end, then we must, during our own, colour it with our colours of love and hope.

Art must be an expression of love or it is nothing.

Can my words distill for you a little sweetness, tender and caressing?

All our interior world is reality, and that, perhaps, more so than our apparent world.

What I mean by 'abstract' is something which comes to life spontaneously through a gamut of contrasts, plastic at the same time as psychic, and pervades both the picture and the eye of the spectator with conceptions of new and unfamiliar elements.