A work of art can only come from the interior of man. Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man..

I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked..

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart.

The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church..