Taste! It Doesn't Exist. An

Taste! It Doesn't Exist. An Artist Makes Beautiful Things Without Being Aware Of It.

It's Easy To Have Talent At 20 But What Is Difficult Is To Have Talent At 50.

And Even This Heart Of Mine Has Something Artificial. The Dancers Have Sewn It Into A Bag Of Pink Satin, Pink Satin Slightly Faded, Like Their Dancing Shoes.

A Picture Is First Of All A Product Of The Artist's Imagination, It Must Never Be A Copy.

A Painting Is Above All A Product Of The Artist's Imagination, It Must Never Be A Copy. If, At A Later Stage, He Wants To Add Two Or Three Touches From Nature, Of Course It Doesn't Spoil Anything.