I paint what cannot be photographed, that which comes from the imagination or from dreams, or from an unconscious drive.

In the same spirit, when the automobile arrived, there were those that declared the horse to be the most perfect form of locomotion.

I paint what cannot be photographed, that which comes from the imagination or from dreams, or from an unconscious drive.

When I saw I was under attack from all sides, I knew I was on the right track.

All critics should be assassinated.

Nature does not create works of art. It is we, and the faculty of interpretation peculiar to the human mind, that see art.

I photograph the things that I do not wish to paint, the things which already have an existence.