Painting From Nature Is Not

The Painter Must Enclose Himself Within His Work; He Must Respond Not With Words, But With Paintings.

Everything Vanishes, Falls Apart, Doesn't It? Nature Is Always The Same But Nothing In Her That Appears To Us Lasts. Our Art Must Render The Thrill Of Her Permanence, Along With Her Elements, The Appearance Of All Her Changes. It Must Give Us A Taste Of Her Eternity.

People Think How A Sugar Basin Has No Physiognomy, No Soul. But It Changes Every Day.

If Isolation Tempers The Strong, It Is The Stumbling-block Of The Uncertain.

There Is No Light Painting Or Dark Painting, But Simply Relations Of Tones.