My heart beats more for a raw, average vulgar art, which doesn't live between sleepy fairy-tale moods and poetry but rather concedes a direct entrance to the fearful, commonplace, splendid and the average grotesque banality in life.

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

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

There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.

The important thing is first of all to have a real love for the visible world that lies outside ourselves as well as to know the deep secret of what goes on within ourselves.

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.