Art is foremost a state of mind, and only secondarily a problem of form.
In the arts, as in life, everything is possible provided it is based on love.
I work in whatever medium likes me at the moment.
If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.
What a genius, that Picasso. It is a pity he doesn't paint.
Despite all the troubles of our world, in my heart I have never given up on the love in which I was brought up or on man's hope in love. In life, just as on the artist's palette, there is but one single colour that gives meaning to life and art–the colour of love