I wanted to kill art for myself.. ..a new thought for that object.

To all appearances, the artist acts like a mediumistic being who, from the labyrinth beyond time and space, seeks his way out to a clearing.

Humor is the only reason to live.

I wanted to kill art for myself.. ..a new thought for that object.

Unless a picture shocks, it is nothing.

You cannot define electricity. The same can be said of art. It is a kind of inner current in a human being, or something which needs no definition.

This concern which interests us more than anything else: the blurring of the distinction between art and life.