I don't grow up. In me is the small child of my early days.
For me it remains an open question whether [this work] pertains to the realm of mathematics or to that of art.
I came to the ... open gate of mathematics. From here, well-trodden paths lead in every direction, and since then I have often spent time there. Sometimes I think ... I have trodden all the paths ... and then I suddenly discover a new path and experience fresh delights.
I could fill an entire second life with working on my prints.
Drawing is deception.
I might be in the basement. I'll go upstairs and check.