When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.

My figures come and go, suggested by fortune or misfortune. I try to fix them divested of their apparent accidental quality.

What matters is real love for things of the world outside us and for the deep secrets within us.

What I want to show in my work is the idea which hides itself behind so-called reality.

Love in an animal sense is an illness, but a necessity which one has to overcome.

When spiritual, metaphysical, material, or immaterial events come into my life, I can only fix them by way of painting.

I passed blindly many things which belong to real and political life.