When I start thinking, all is lost.

To paint is not to copy the object slavishly, it is to grasp a harmony among many relationships.

Right now a moment of time is passing by!... We must become that moment.

Long live the sun which gives us such beautiful color.

Sometimes I imagine colors as if they were living ideas, being of pure reason with which to communicate. Nature is not on the surface, it is deep down.

When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made object like a tree or flower. If it clashes, it is not art.

A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.