There certainly is an affinity between a person and his work, but it is not easy to define what this affinity is, and on that question many judge quite wrongly.

There is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love, as there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning.

We take death to reach a star

I believe it is one's duty to paint the rich and magnificent aspects of nature. We need gaiety and happiness, hope and love.

It is difficult to know oneself, but it isn't easy to paint oneself either.

Spring is the fresh green of young corn and the pink blush of blossoms. Autumn contrasts the yellowed foilage with violet hues. Winter is the white of snow against its black forms ... Summer is the contrast of blues and the golden bronze of the corn.

I'll start with small things.