If I Were To Sign It Now,

I Like All Paintings. I Always Look At The Paintings, Good Or Bad, In Barbershops, Furniture Stores, Provincial Hotels. I'm Like A Drinker Who Needs Wine. As Long As It Is Wine, It Doesn't Matter Which Wine.

Those Trying To Explain Pictures Are As A Rule Completely Mistaken.

As Far As I Am Concerned, A Painting Speaks For Itself. What Is The Use Of Giving Explanations, When All Is Said And Done? A Painter Has Only One Language.

For A Long Time I Limited Myself To One Colour - As A Form Of Discipline.

Matisse Makes A Drawing, Then He Makes A Copy Of It. He Copies It Five Times, Ten Times, Always Clarifying The Line. He’s Convinced That The Last, The Most Stripped Down, Is The Best, The Purest, The Definitive One; And In Fact, Most Of The Time, It Was The First. In Drawing, Nothing Is Better Than The First Attempt.