My age and health will never allow me to realize the dream of art I've been pursuing all my life.
Studying the model and realizing it is sometimes very slow in coming for the artist.
Two sittings a day of my models and I'm totally exhausted.
My nervous system is very much weakened - nothing but painting in oil can keep me going.
I paint as if I were Rothschild.
I am still searching for the expression of those confused sensations that we bring with us at birth.
I have nothing to hide in art. The initial force alone can bring anyone to the end he must attain.
The artist must scorn all judgment that is not based on an intelligent observation of character. He must beware of the literary spirit which so often causes a painting to deviate from its true path - the concrete study of nature - to lose itself all too long in intangible speculations.
