Painting is founded on the heart controlled by the head.
Here, on the river's verge, I could be busy for months without changing my place, simply leaning a little more to right or left.
Painting is damned difficult - you always think you've got it, but you haven't.
People think how a sugar basin has no physiognomy, no soul. But it changes every day.
Nature is more depth than surface, the colours are the expressions on the surface of this depth; they rise up from the roots of the world.
I want to die painting.