拍品专文
'I remember when beginning my landscape-painting career being told by a man whose name made his words respected - 'never paint a rainbow'. Of course one comes a cropper over such things, but what beautiful thing in nature is there that can be adequately represented? It is all of it only an attempt to "read, mark, learn and inwardly digest", more and more of the wonder of the beauty of the earth and sky. All that is beautiful is at least to be attempted, though you may artistically perish in the attempt'. (Diary, 29th January, 1902)