The painter must enclose himself within his work; he must respond not with words, but with paintings.
There is no model, there is only color.
You must think. The eye is not enough; it needs to think as well.
The landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture...we merge in an iridescent chaos.
An art which isn't based on feeling isn't an art at all.
I allow no one to touch me.