I have broken the blue boundary of color limits, come out into the white; beside me comrade-pilots swim in this infinity.

I regard photography and film simply as new technical means which painters must absolutely make use of, just as from time out of mind they have made use of brush, charcoal and color. It is certain, however, that photography and film must become as evocative for the sensibility as pencil, charcoal and brush. (1927)

In art there is a need for truth, not sincerity.

Painting is the aesthetic side of the object but it has never been original, has never been its own goal.

Color is the essence of painting, which the subject always killed.

I have broken the blue boundary of color limits, come out into the white; beside me comrade-pilots swim in this infinity.

When, in the year 1913, in my desperate attempt to free art from the ballast of objectivity, I took refuge in the square form and exhibited a picture which consisted of nothing more than a black square on a white field, the critics and, along with them, the public sighed: 'Everything which we loved is lost. We are in a desert .... Before us is nothing but a black square on a white background!'