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.

You must think. The eye is not enough; it needs to think as well.

Optics, developing in us through study, teach us to see.

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.

I lack the magnificent richness of color that animates nature.

Right now a moment of time is fleeting by! Capture its reality in paint! To do that we must put all else out of our minds. We must become that moment, make ourselves a sensitive recording plate...Give the image of what we actually see, forgetting everything that has been seen before our time.

Keep good company - that is, go to the Louvre.