When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
To paint is not to copy the object slavishly, it is to grasp a harmony among many relationships.
A thousand painters ought to be killed yearly. Say what you like: I'm every inch a painter.
If I think, I am lost.
Tell me, do you think I'm going mad? I sometimes wonder, you know.
What is one to think of those fools who tell one that the artist is always subordinate to nature? Art is a harmony parallel with nature.