The truth is in nature, and I shall prove it.
If I were called upon to define briefly the word Art, I should call it the reproduction of what the senses preceive in nature, seen through the veil of the soul.
Genius is the ability to renew one's emotions in daily experience.
Tell me, do you think I'm going mad? I sometimes wonder, you know.
I allow no one to touch me.
The landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture...we merge in an iridescent chaos.