I have a feeling only for shadows

I await joyous surprises while working, an awakening of the materials that I work with and that my spirit develops.

The value of art lies in its power to increase our moral force or establish its heightening influence.

I have placed there a little door opening on to the mysterious. I have made stories.

My drawings inspire, and are not to be defined. They place us, as does music, in the ambiguous realm of the undetermined.

While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality... true art lies in a reality that is felt.

I have often, as an exercise and as a sustenance, painted before an object down to the smallest accidents of its visual appearance; but the day left me sad and with an unsatiated thirst. The next day I let the other source run, that of imagination, through the recollection of the forms and I was then reassured and appeased.