The head is what matters. The rest of the body plays the part of antennae making life possible for people and life itself is inside the skull.

All I can do will only ever be a faint image of what I see and my success will always be less than my failure or perhaps equal to the failure.

I've tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!

All the sculptures of today, like those of the past, will end one day in pieces... So it is important to fashion ones work carefully in its smallest recess and charge every particle of matter with life.

The head is what matters. The rest of the body plays the part of antennae making life possible for people and life itself is inside the skull.

What I am looking for is not happiness. I work solely because it is impossible for me to do anything else.

I see something, find it marvelous, want to try and do it. Whether it fails or whether it comes off in the end becomes secondary. . . . So long as I've learned something about why.