The freer the soul, the more abstract painting becomes.

One fine day as my mother was putting the bread in the oven, I went up to her and taking her by her flour-smeared elbow I said to her, Mama I want to be a painter.

Art is foremost a state of mind, and only secondarily a problem of form.

All our interior world is reality, and that, perhaps, more so than our apparent world.

If I create with my heart almost all my intentions remain. If it is with the head - almost nothing. An artist must not fear to be himself, to express only himself. If he is absolutely and entirely sincere, what he says and does will be acceptable to others.

Will God or someone give me the power to breathe my sigh into my canvases, the sigh of prayer and sadness, the prayer of salvation, of rebirth?

Color is vibration like music; everything is vibration.