Is it the factitious and the conventional that most surely succeed on earth and in the course of life?
When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
I have not tried to reproduce nature; I have represented it.
See nature in terms of the cone, the cylinder, and the sphere.
I've come to the conclusion that it's not really possible to help others.
Is art really the priesthood that demands the pure in heart who belong to it wholly?