It Is The Unforeseeable That Creates The

I Have Made A Great Discovery. I No Longer Believe In Anything.

Never Join An Organization.

I Couldn't Portray A Women In All Her Natural Loveliness.. I Haven't The Skill. No One Has. I Must, Therefore, Create A New Sort Of Beauty, The Beauty That Appears To Me In Terms Of Volume Of Line, Of Mass, Of Weight, And Through That Beauty Interpret My Subjective Impression. Nature Is Mere A Pretext For Decorative Composition, Plus Sentiment. It Suggests Emotion, And I Translate That Emotion Into Art. I Want To Express The Absolute, Not Merely The Factitious Woman.

I Wanted To Create A Kind Of Substance By Means Of Brush-work. But That Is The Kind Of Discovery Which One Makes Gradually... Thus It Was That I Subsequently Began To Introduce Sand, Sawdust And Metal Filings Into My Pictures.

To Explain Away The Mystery Of A Great Painting - If Such A Feat Were Possible - Would Do Irreparable Harm... If There Is No Mystery, Then There Is No Poetry, The Quality I Value Above All Else In Art.