Despite My Extremely Modest Prices, Dealers And

Gardening Was Something I Learned In My Youth When I Was Unhappy. I Perhaps Owe Having Become A Painter To Flowers.

Techniques Vary, Art Stays The Same; It Is A Transposition Of Nature At Once Forceful And Sensitive.

I Still Have A Lot Of Pleasure Doing Them, But As Time Goes By I Come To Appreciate More Clearly Which Paintings Are Good And Which Should Be Discarded.

Manet Wanted One Day To Paint My Wife And Children. Renoir Was There. He Took A Canvas And Began Painting Them, Too. After A While, Manet Took Me Aside And Whispered, 'you're On Very Good Terms With Renoir And Take An Interest In His Future - Do Advise Him To Give Up Painting! You Can See For Yourself That It's Not His Metier At All.

I Can No Longer Work Outside Because Of The Intensity Of The Light.