"I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use -- silence, exile, and cunning." -- James Joyce
I can't figure him out. I see "Night fishing at Antibes," and I think, "Here is someone who just didn't care what he splashed across a canvas."
But then I look at "Three Musicians," and I think "What a master":
Was he just trying so much that failures like the first painting were inevitable?