Fruits ... like having their portrait painted. They seem to sit there and ask your forgiveness for fading. Their thought is given off with their perfumes. They come with all their scents, they speak of the fields they have left, the rain which has nourished them, the daybreaks they have seen.

There are two things in the painter, the eye and the mind; each of them should aid the other.

Painting, like any art, comprises a technique, a workmanlike handling of material, but the accuracy of a tone and the fictitious combination of effects depend entirely on the choice made by the artist.

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.

My age and health will never allow me to realize the dream of art I've been pursuing all my life.

With an apple I will astonish Paris.

Design and color are not distinct and separate. As one paints, one draws. The more the colors harmonize, the more the design takes form. When color is at it's richest, form is at its fullest.