A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved.
One morning, one of us ran out of the black, it was the birth of Impressionism.
If the painter works directly from nature, he ultimately looks for nothing but momentary effects; he does not try to compose, and soon he gets monotonous.
It is after you have lost your teeth that you can afford to buy steaks.
The pain passes, but the beauty remains.
The purpose of painting is to decorate the walls. Therefore it has to be as rich as possible