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

I will always find even the worst paintings that attempt some kind of representation better than the best invented paintings.

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 best way to begin is to say: 'Balthus is a painter of whom nothing is known. And now let us have a look at the paintings'.

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.

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