To define a thing is to substitute the definition for the thing itself.
One has to arrive at a specific temperature, at which the objects become malleable.
Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.
Writing is not describing, painting is not depicting. Verisimilitude is merely an illusion.
The painter thinks in terms of form and color. The goal is not to be concerned with the reconstitution of an anecdotal fact, but with constitution of a pictorial fact.
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.