Art is polymorphic. A picture appears to each onlooker under a different guise.
Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.
A picture is a poem without words.
I'm a painter who paints day in day out, from morning till evening - figure pictures and landscapes, more rarely portraits.
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
Abstract painting is abstract. It confronts you. There was a reviewer a while back who wrote that my pictures didn't have any beginning or any end. He didn't mean it as a compliment, but it was.
It is impossible to work at the same time upon frontispieces of books: a Virgin: at the picture for the congregation of St. Louis, at the designs for the gallery, and for the king's tapestry! I have only a feeble head, and am not aided by anyone!
To my mind, a picture should be something pleasant, cheerful, and pretty, yes pretty! There are too many unpleasant things in life as it is without creating still more of them.
Emotion, which is suffering, ceases to be suffering as soon as we form a clear and precise picture of it.
Nothing is simpler than to complete pictures in a superficial sense. Never does one lie so cleverly as then.