Occupation: Artist Birth: February 25, 1841 Death: December 3, 1919
About 1883 something like a break occurred in my work. I had reached the end of 'impressionism,' and I had come to realize that I did not know how to….
With a limited palette, the older painters could do just as well as today what they did was sounder..
I like a painting which makes me want to stroll in it..
If the painter works directly from nature, he ultimately looks for nothing but momentary effects; he does not try to compose, and soon he gets monoto….
Nothing costs so little, goes so far, and accomplishes so much as a single act of merciful service..
To my mind, a picture should be something pleasant, cheerful, and pretty, yes pretty! There are too many unpleasant things in life as it is without c….
The purpose of painting is to decorate the walls. Therefore it has to be as rich as possible.
I look at a nude. There are myriads of tiny tints. I must find the ones that will make the flesh on my canvas live and quiver..
Progress in painting, there's no such thing! ...One day I went and changed the yellow on my palette. Well, the result was, I floundered for ten years!.
It took me twenty years to discover painting: twenty years looking at nature, and above all, going to the Louvre..
Do not think that it is possible to repeat another period..
A fat lot of good it would do if I told you that Titian's courtesans make you want to caress them. Some day you'll see the Titians for yourself, and ….
I arrange my subject as I want it, then I go ahead and paint it, like a child..
There are two indices of genuine art: it is inimitable and it is ineffable..
I have a horror of the word 'flesh', which has become so shopworn.Why not 'meat'whilethey're about it? What I like is skin, a young girl's skin that ….
Paint with joy - with the same joy that you would make love to a woman..
I never think I have finished a nude until I think I could pinch it..
It is after you have lost your teeth that you can afford to buy steaks..
The modern architect is, generally speaking, art's greatest enemy..
A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved..
An artist, under pain of oblivion, must have confidence in himself, and listen only to his real master: Nature..