I paint and sculpt to get a grip on reality... to protect myself.

If we master a bit of drawing, everything else is possible.

The human face is as strange to me as a countenance, which, the more one looks at it, the more it closes itself off and escapes by the steps of unknown stairways.

Whores are the most honest girls. They present the bill right away.

The form is always the measure of the obsession.

If only someone else could paint what I see, it would be marvellous, because then I wouldnt have to paint at all.

All the art of the past rises up before me, the art of all ages and all civilizations, everything becomes simultaneous, as if space had replaced time. Memories of works of art blend with affective memories, with my work, with my whole life.