Falsehood always punishes itself.

To put down an ideogram of a table so that people will recognize it as a table is not the work of a painter, but to sense it for a moment as a magic carpet with a leg hanging down at each corner is the beginning of a painter's imagination.

I destroy things every day in the act of working and often recall a picture I had considered finished in order to rework it.

Garden work consists much more in uprooting weeds than in planting seed. This applies also to teaching.

I think that the very earliest influence was a horror of having to work in a bank or an office, a desire for a free and creative life.

It seems to me madness to wake up in the morning and do something other than paint, considering that one may not wake up the following morning.

The unity in any painter's work arises from the fact that a person, brought to a desperate situation, will behave in a certain way... style.