He Who Loves, Flies, Runs, And Rejoices;

The Barnes Foundation Is The Only Sane Place To See Art In America.

Perhaps I Might Be Satisfied, Momentarily, With A Work Finished At One Sitting, But I Would Soon Get Bored Looking At It; Therefore, I Prefer To Continue Working On It So That Later I May Recognize It As A Work Of My Mind.

Beauty Comes From The Balance Between Two And Three Dimensions, Between Abstraction And Representation - I Seek The Equilibrium Behind Changing Appearances.

I Cannot Copy Nature In A Servile Way; I Am Forced To Interpret Nature And Submit It To The Spirit Of The Picture. From The Relationship I Have Found In All The Tones There Must Result A Living Harmony Of Colors, A Harmony Analogous To That Of A Musical Composition.

I Do Not Literally Paint That Table, But The Emotion It Produces Upon Me.