I know how pathetically inadequate my medium [painting] is, but unfortunately I dispose of no other.

I always use given and simple elements, I don't want to add or subtract anything.

I was born knowing that I had to be a painter, because my father, an art historian, always presented painting as the only acceptable thing in life.

I can only speak for myself but for me imagination and invention cannot generate something more important, more beautiful and more terrifying than the common object, amplified by the attention that we give it. An object alone, in front of me who is alone, exactly in front of me just as I would like to have in front of me someone who really interests me, in a good light to better observe it.

My themes are derived from current events, from familiar situations, from daily life, because I never actively intervene against the object, I can feel the magic of its presence.

All I know is that mine was a completely new theory about art, a new approach that made the pictures appear just like life does.

You begin looking at things and they look just fine, as normal as ever, but then you look for a while longer and your feelings get involved and they begin changing things for you and they go on and on till you only see your feelings, and that's why you see this mess.