When German Soldiers Used To

I Want To Create A Cat Like The Real Cats I See Crossing The Streets, Not Like Those You See In Houses. They Have Nothing In Common. The Cat Of The Streets Has Bristling Fur. It Runs Like A Fiend, And If It Looks At You, You Think It Is Going To Jump In Your Face.

Rhythm Is A Perception Of Time... When Drawing, The Tiredness Of The Hand Is A Rhythm.

I Go For A Walk In The Forest Of Fontainebleau. I Get 'green' Indigestion. I Must Get Rid Of This Sensation Into A Picture. Green Rules It. A Painter Paints To Unload Himself Of Feelings And Visions.

When I Paint I Feel That All The Artists Of The Past Are Behind Me.

Imitators? All Right! Disciples If You Like. But Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting.