The starting point of a picture for any painter is a matter of colors and form...I believe that the poetry of art - if that is what one may call it - is a matter of animating these forms and colors.
Out of limitations, new forms emerge
Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.
Art is meant to disturb. Science reassures.
In art, progress lies not in an extension, but in a knowledge of limitations.
One has to arrive at a specific temperature, at which the objects become malleable.