Fashion is the pursuit of perfection, Style is the acceptance of one's flaws.

It is very scary to think mechanically about someone you know. That means that the second time you meet a person is useless. Which I tend to believe anyway.

Fashion is the pursuit of perfection, Style is the acceptance of one's flaws.

When I look at a drawing of a person, I look at that person as living.

In India and in New York the economy is naked. People are starving physically in India, and emotionally in New York.

I first think of intelligence. You need it for surviving in Italy because Italy is so pompous.

If you want to compete in Italy, the only accepted ways are brute force, or cunning. Like Machiavelli says, "Fronte otra forze." And neither of these two "virtues" is suited to an artist. The artist has to stay intelligent.