Painting is a source of endless pleasure, but also of great anguish.

Painting is a source of endless pleasure, but also of great anguish.

I refuse to confide and don't like it when people write about art.

The craft of painting has virtually disappeared. There is hardly anyone left who really possesses it. For evidence one has only to look at the painters of this century.

Painting is a language which cannot be replaced by another language. I don't know what to say about what I paint, really.

If you speak of beauty, you are at once suspected of...kitsch.

Painting is the passage from the chaos of the emotions to the order of the possible.