When you go out to paint try to forget what object you have before you - a tree, a house, a field or whatever. Merely think... here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streak of yellow, and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact colour and shape, until it emerges as your own naive impression of the scene before you. (Claude Monet)
A rough road leads to the heights of greatness.
Colours are the smiles of nature.