Art is a lie that makes us realise truth.
It is only when I lose contact with the painting that the result is a mess. Otherwise there is pure harmony, an easy give and take, and the painting comes out well.
By the work, one knows the workman.
Jean de La Fontaine.
In art as in love, instinct is enough.
Art hurts. Art urges voyages – and it is easier to stay at home.
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.
I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing that I wanted to do.
The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.
The painting has a life of its own.
I try to let it come through.
Every artist writes his own autobiography.