All art critics are useless or harmful.
These days I am obsessed by sculpture! I believe I have glimpsed a complete renovation of that mummified art.
A portrait to be a work of art neither must nor may resemble the sitter... one must paint its atmosphere.
To paint a human figure you must not paint it; you must render the whole of its surrounding atmosphere.
A time will come when the eye of man will perceive colors as feelings within itself.
The time has passed for our sensations in painting to be whispered. We wish them in the future to sing and re-echo upon our canvasses in deafening and triumphant flourishes.
We must now learn to draw inspiration from the tangible miracles that surround us.
There is neither painting nor sculpture nor music nor poetry. The only truth is creation.