In Blow-up I used my head instinctively!

My films have always had an element of immediate autobiography, in that I shoot any particular scene according to the mood I'm in that day, according to the little daily experiences I've had and am having - but I don't tell what has happened to me. I would like to do something more strictly autobiographical, but perhaps I never will, because it isn't interesting enough.

The public buys "art" - but the word is drained of its meaning.

The photographer in Blow-Up, who is not a philosopher, wants to see things closer up. But it so happens that, by enlarging too far, the object itself decomposes and disappears. Hence there's a moment in which we grasp reality, but then the moment passes. This was in part the meaning of Blow-Up.

You cannot penetrate events with reportage.

Scientific man is already on the moon, and yet we are still living with the moral concepts of Homer.

There can be no censorship better than one's own conscience.