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.

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

If I see everything in gray, and in gray all the colors which I experience and which I would like to reproduce, then why should I use any other color?

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.

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

That's the terrible thing: the more one works on a picture, the more impossible it becomes to finish it.

The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.