Painting Is Founded On The Heart Controlled

What I Am Trying To Translate To You Is More Mysterious, It Is Entwined In The Very Roots Of Being, In The Implacable Source Of Sensations.

Monet Is Only An Eye, But My God, What An Eye!

Time And Reflection Change The Sight Little By Little 'till We Come To Understand.

The Louvre Is The Book In Which We Learn To Read.

My Nervous System Is Very Much Weakened - Nothing But Painting In Oil Can Keep Me Going.