I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell.

I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.

I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.

Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.

I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.

A work of art comes only from inside a human being.

I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.