I ask you to pray for me, for once age has overtaken us, we find consolation only in religion.
Chatter about art is almost always useless.
Get to the heart of what is before you and continue to express yourself as logically as possible.
Whoever the master is whom you prefer, this must only be a directive for you. Otherwise you will never be anything but an imitator.
There is a logic of colors, and it is with this alone, and not with the logic of the brain, that the painter should conform.
The painter must enclose himself within his work; he must respond not with words, but with paintings.
I wished to copy nature. I could not. But I was satisfied when I discovered the sun, for instance, could not be reproduced, but only represented by something else.
See how the light tenderly love the apricots, it takes them over completely, enters into their pulp, light them from all sides! But it is miserly with the peaches and light only one side of them.
Surely, a single bunch of carrots painted naively, just as we personally see it, is worth all the endless banalities of the Schools, all those dreary pictures concocted out of tobacco juice according to time-honored formulas?
The Louvre is the book in which we learn to read. We must not, however, be satisfied with retaining the beautiful formulas of our illustrious predecessors. Let us go forth to study beautiful nature, let us try to free our mids from them, let us strive to express ourselves according to our personal temperaments. Time and reflection, moreover, little by little modify our vision, and at last comprehension comes to us.
Design and color are not distinct and separate. As one paints, one draws. The more the colors harmonize, the more the design takes form. When color is at it's richest, form is at its fullest.
If I think, I am lost.
Pure drawing is an abstraction.
Here on the edge of the river, the motifs are very plentiful, the same subject seen from a different angle gives a subject for study of the highest interest and so varied that I think I could be occupied for months without changing my place, simply bending a little more to the right or left.
You say a new era in art is preparing; you sensed it coming; continue your studies without weakening. God will do the rest.
Tell me, do you think I'm going mad? I sometimes wonder, you know.
What is one to think of those fools who tell one that the artist is always subordinate to nature? Art is a harmony parallel with nature.
Treat nature by the cylinder, the sphere, the cone, everything in proper perspective so that each side of an object or a plane is directed towards a central point.
I am beginning to consider myself stronger than all those around me, and you know that the good opinion I have of myself has only been reached after mature consideration.
Art first of all is optical. That's where the material of our art is: in what our eyes think.
I am progressing very slowly, for nature reveals herself to me in very complex forms; and the progress needed is incessant.
We must not be content to memorize the beautiful formulas of our illustrious predecessors. Let us go out and study beautiful nature.
An optical impression is produced on our organs of sight which makes us classify as light, half-tone or quartertone, the surfaces represented by colour sensations. So that light does not exist for the painter.
Pure drawing is an abstraction. Drawing and colour are not distinct, everything in nature is coloured.
Is it the factitious and the conventional that most surely succeed on earth and in the course of life?
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