“She gets moved by the old quarter [Paris, 1921] where she lives, by the people who sleep at night under the Seine bridge, by the young women with hollow eyes in the bistro. She gets touched by pity and moved by the beautiful, colorful pithiness of the people in this old quarter. That emotion, that compassion she expresses.. .Primitive, direct, instinctive is what she expresses, but with a fervor of impetus, a passion of surrender that pulls along, that makes you forget that this work is not beautiful. (translation from original Dutch: Fons Heijnsbroek)”