Happiness And Work Rose Up

I Am Leaving In Order To Have Peace And Quiet. To Be Rid Of The Influence Of Civilization. I Only Want To Do Simple, Very Simple Art And To Be Able To Do That, I Have To Immerse Myself In Virgin Nature, See No One But Savages, Live Their Life, With No Other Thought In My Mind But To Render, The Way A Child Would, The Concepts Formed In My Brain And To Do This With The Aid Of Nothing But The Primitive Means Of Art, The Only Means That Are Good And True.

How Do You See Those Tree?... They Are Yellow. Well Then Put Down Yellow. And That Shadow Is Rather Blue. So Render It With Pure Ultramarine. Those Red Leaves? Use Vermillion.

Life Has No Meaning Unless One Lives It With A Will, At Least To The Limit Of One's Will.

Do You Know What Will Soon Be The Ultimate In Truth?

With Practice The Craft Will Come Almost Of Itself, In Spite Of You And All The More Easitly If You Think Of Something Besides Technique.