Art seems to me to be above all a state of soul.
Great art picks up where nature ends.
You cannot explain me with "isms." They are very bad for an artist. What one must believe in is color.
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.
For me, Christ has always symbolized the true type of the Jewish martyr.
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.