A critic in my house sees some paintings. Greatly perturbed, he asks for my drawings. My drawings? Never! They are my letters, my secrets.

In art, there are only two types of people: revolutionaries and plagiarists. And in the end, doesn't the revolutionary's work become official, once the State takes it over?

A hint - don't paint too much direct from nature. Art is an abstraction! study nature then brood on it and treasure the creation which will result, which is the only way to ascend towards God - to create like our Divine Master.

Civilization is what makes you sick.

There is always a heavy demand for fresh mediocrity. In every generation the least cultivated taste has the largest appetite.

It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.

Many excellent cooks are spoilt by going into the arts.