No, I'm Not A Great Painter. Neither

Despite My Extremely Modest Prices, Dealers And Art Lovers Are Turning Their Backs On Me. It Is Very Depressing To See The Lack Of Interest Shown In An Art Object Which Has No Market Value.

I Am Very Depressed And Deeply Disgusted With Painting. It Is Really A Continual Torture.

I Have Made Tremendous Efforts To Work In A Darker Register And Express The Sinister And Tragic Quality Of The Place, Given My Natural Tendency To Work In Light And Pale Tones.

These Landscapes Of Water And Reflections Have Become An Obsession. It's Quite Beyond My Powers At My Age, And Yet I Want To Succeed In Expressing What I Feel.

I Would Like To Paint The Way A Bird Sings.