What interests me most is neither still life nor landscape, but the human figure.

What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.

Drawing is putting a line around an idea.

A painting in an interior spreads joy around it by the colors, which calm us.

The use of expressive colors is felt to be one of the basic elements of the modern mentality, an historical necessity, beyond choice.

I would like to recapture that freshness of vision which is characteristic of extreme youth when all the world is new to it.

Would not it be best to leave room to mystery?