Painting Is Damned Difficult -

Perhaps I Was Born Too Early. I Was More The Painter Of Your Generation Than Of Mine.

Under This Fine Rain I Breathe In The Innocence Of The World. I Feel Coloured By The Nuances Of Infinity. At This Moment I Am One With My Picture. We Are An Iridescent Chaos.

The Transposition That A Painter Makes With An Original Vision Gives To The Representation Of Nature A New Interest.

Time And Reflection Change The Sight Little By Little 'till We Come To Understand.

We Must Not Be Content To Memorize The Beautiful Formulas Of Our Illustrious Predecessors. Let Us Go Out And Study Beautiful Nature.