I Am A Pupil Of

Time And Reflection... Modify, Little By Little, Our Vision, And At Last Comprehension Comes To Us.

I Owe You The Truth In Painting, And I Will Tell It To You.

I Must Be More Sensible And Realize That At My Age, Illusions Are Hardly Permitted And They Will Always Destroy Me.

I Ask You To Pray For Me, For Once Age Has Overtaken Us, We Find Consolation Only In Religion.

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.