One has to arrive at a specific temperature, at which the objects become malleable.
In art there is only one thing that counts: the bit that cannot be explained.
Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.
Art is made to trouble but science reassures.
One has to guard against a formula that is good for everything, that can interpret reality in addition to the other arts, and that rather than creating can only result in a style, or a stylization.
I am much more interested in achieving unison with nature than in copying it.