It Has Always Bothered Me

I Shan't Get Free Of My Emotion By Copying The Tree Faithfully, Or By Drawing Its Leaves One By One In The Common Language, But Only After Identifying Myself With It.

Truly, I'm Not Joking When I Thank My Lucky Stars For The Awful Operation I Had, Since It Has Made Me Young Again And Philosophical Which Means That I Don't Want To Fritter Away The New Lease On Life I've Been Given.

A Certain Color Tones You Up. It's The Concentration Of Timbres.

My Pictures Are Made Up Of Four Or Five Colors That Collide With One Another.

I Have To Create An Object Which Resembles The Tree. The Sign For A Tree, And Not The Sign That Other Artists May Have Found For The Tree.