A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.
I've come to the conclusion that it's not really possible to help others.
Don't be an art critic. Paint. There lies salvation.
Painting from nature is not copying the object; it is realizing one's sensations.
See nature in terms of the cone, the cylinder, and the sphere.
Everything vanishes, falls apart, doesn't it? Nature is always the same but nothing in her that appears to us lasts. Our art must render the thrill of her permanence, along with her elements, the appearance of all her changes. It must give us a taste of her Eternity.