The awareness of our own strength makes us modest.
Genius is the ability to renew one's emotions in daily experience.
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.
When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
Tell me, do you think I'm going mad? I sometimes wonder, you know.
Drawing and color are not separate at all; in so far as you paint, you draw. The more color harmonizes, the more exact the drawing becomes. When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also