Color is everything. When color is right, form is right.
Mozart never composed anything, ever! He copied what was written on his soul.
Can my words distill for you a little sweetness, tender and caressing?
I am a child who is getting on.
Everything in art must spring from the movement of our whole life-stream, of our whole being - including the unconscious.
My hands were too soft.. I had to find some special occupation, some kind of work that would not force me to turn away from the sky and the stars, that would allow me to discover the meaning of life.