I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream

The only time I feel alive is when I'm painting.

Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul.

If you hear a voice within you say you cannot paint, then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.

The majority of (painters), because they aren't colorists, do not see yellow, orange or sulphur in the South (of France) and they call a painter mad if he sees with eyes other than theirs

I dream my painting and I paint my dream.