If you don't know what color to take, take black.

The academic teaching on beauty is false. We have been misled, but so completely misled that we can no longer find so much as a shadow of a truth again. The beauties of the Parthenon, the Venuses, the Nymphs, the Narcisusses, are so may lies. Art is not the application of a canon of beauty, but what the instinct and the brain can conceive independently of that canon.

I understand how you could see something in the root of a tree, a crack in the wall, in an eroded stone or pebble. But marble? It comes off in blocks and doesn't evoke any image. It does not inspire.

The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.

The connoisseur of painting gives only bad advice to the painter. For that reason I have given up trying to judge myself.

He can who thinks he can, and he can't who thinks he can't. This is an inexorable, indisputable law.

If you don't know what color to take, take black.