See nocturne . She is nothing more than an excuse for the artist to express himself. . . . . Art is the never ending search for expression of internal feelings by means of plastic form.
Paintings have a life of their own that derives entirely from the painter's soul.
Jan Hulsker, The Complete van Gogh , 1977. No longer will I paint interiors, and people reading, and women knitting. I shall paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love. My art has allowed me to bare my soul. The Man and His Art , 1977.