There Is No Blue Without

The More I Become Decomposed, The More Sick And Fragile I Am, The More I Become An Artist.

What A Simple Thing Death Is, Just As Simple As The Falling Of An Autumn Leaf.

I Am Painting With The Same Enthusiasm As A Marseillaise Eats Bouillabaisse ... I Am Painting Big Sunflowers.

What Color Is In A Picture, Enthusiasm Is In Life.

The Emotions Are Sometimes So Strong That I Work Without Knowing It. The Strokes Come Like Speech.