In the beginning was the image.

To break and be able to grow together again in a better way: that is the difficult art.

In the beginning was the image.

True realism, materialist realism lies in the search for the expression of forms faithful to their content. But there is no content detached from human interest.

Everything is in constant flux, from state to state, from good to bad and back again... only in transmutation, perpetual motion, lies truth.

The act of expressing oneself is a physical one. It materializes the thought.

A creative train of thought is set off by: the unexpected, the unknown, the accidental, the disorderly, the absurd, the impossible.