Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.
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Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.
PAUL CEZANNEYou have no idea how life-giving it is to find around one a youth that agrees not to bury one on the spot.
PAUL CEZANNEEverything in nature takes its form from the sphere, the cone and the cylinder.
PAUL CEZANNEDon’t be an art critic. Paint. There lies salvation.
PAUL CEZANNEThe landscape becomes human, becomes a thinking, living being within me. I become one with my picture…we merge in an iridescent chaos.
PAUL CEZANNEThe painter must enclose himself within his work; he must respond not with words, but with paintings.
PAUL CEZANNEI’ll always be grateful to the public of intelligent amateurs.
PAUL CEZANNEChatter about art is almost always useless.
PAUL CEZANNEPure drawing is an abstraction.
PAUL CEZANNEWhat is one to think of those fools who tell one that the artist is always subordinate to nature? Art is a harmony parallel with nature.
PAUL CEZANNELight is a thing that cannot be reproduced, but must be represented by something else – by color.
PAUL CEZANNEIt’s so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
PAUL CEZANNEMonet is only an eye, but my God, what an eye!
PAUL CEZANNEI have not tried to reproduce nature; I have represented it.
PAUL CEZANNEThere is no model, there is only color.
PAUL CEZANNEI am progressing very slowly, for nature reveals herself to me in very complex forms; and the progress needed is incessant.
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