The More Ignoble I Find Life, The

What I Will No Longer Accept Is The Mediocre Life Of A Modest Little Gentleman.

More Important Than A Work Of Art Itself Is What It Will Sow. Art Can Die, A Painting Can Disappear. What Counts Is The Seed.

You Can Look At A Picture For A Week And Never Think Of It Again. You Can Also Look At The Picture For A Second And Think Of It All Your Life.

My Tendency Towards Bareness And Simplification Has Been Practiced In Three Fields: Modeling, Colors, And The Figuration Of The Personages.

What I Am Looking For... Is An Immobile Movement, Something Which Would Be The Equivalent Of What Is Called The Eloquence Of Silence, Or What St. John Of The Cross, I Think It Was, Described With The Term 'mute Music'.