If I Think, I Am

A Puny Body Weakens The Soul.

A Thousand Painters Ought To Be Killed Yearly. Say What You Like: I'm Every Inch A Painter.

All The Theories Mess You Up Inside.

I Am A Pupil Of Pissarro.

Whoever The Master Is Whom You Prefer, This Must Only Be A Directive For You. Otherwise You Will Never Be Anything But An Imitator.