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Do you see that corner of canvas there , large as the hand, does it not seem to you that it far surpasses in intensity, in clearness, in expression, the rest of the canvas? . Well, then, all the rest must pass under the control of that little centre; all that which surrounds it submit itself to that diapason of light and the whole of the picture be as charged with life as that which you see there. Must we not incessantly lift ourselves, surpass ourselves, in this terrible profession of painter? (en) |
