My Models, My Human Figures,

The Portrait Is One Of The Most Curious Art Forms. It Demands Special Qualities In The Artist, And An Almost Total Kinship With The Model.

I Didn't Expect To Recover From My Second Operation But Since I Did, I Consider That I'm Living On Borrowed Time. Every Day That Dawns Is A Gift To Me And I Take It In That Way. I Accept It Gratefully Without Looking Beyond It. I Completely Forget My Physical Suffering And All The Unpleasantness Of My Present Condition And I Think Only Of The Joy Of Seeing The Sun Rise Once More And Of Being Able To Work A Little Bit, Even Under Difficult Conditions.

From Bonheur De Vivre - I Was Thirty-five Then - To This Cut-out - I Am Eighty-two - I Have Not Changed; Not In The Way My Friends Mean Who Want To Compliment Me, No Matter What, On My Good Health, But Because All This Time I Have Looked For The Same Things, Which I Have Perhaps Realized By Different Means.

In Love, The One Who Runs Away Is The Winner.

I Am Curious About Color As One Would Be Visiting A New Country, Because I Have Never Concentrated So Closely On Color Expression. Up To Now I Have Waited At The Gates Of The Temple.