Twenty years ago I read The Letters of Vincent Van Gogh. Now I started again and once more it makes a tremendous impression on me. Today I read a this part:
“In a sense I’m glad that I’ve never learned how to paint. Probably then I
would have learned to ignore effects like this. Now I say, no, that’s exactly what I want — if it’s not possible then it’s not possible — I want to try it even though I don’t know how it’s supposed to be done. I don’t know myself how I paint.”
That is the advantage of being self-taught: If you don’t learn you don´t have to unlearn.
See all letters in this fantastic link: vangoghletters