The landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture...we merge in an iridescent chaos.

I have not tried to reproduce nature; I have represented it.

Everything is about to disappear. You've got to hurry up if you still want to see things.

One had to immerse oneself in one's surroundings and intensely study nature or one's subject to understand how to recreate it.

My nervous system is enfeebled, only work in oils can sustain me.

The landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture...we merge in an iridescent chaos.

There is no model, there is only color.