The painter is not an intellectual if, when he has painted a nude woman, he gives us the idea that she is just about to put her clothes back on.

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

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

The painter is not an intellectual if, when he has painted a nude woman, he gives us the idea that she is just about to put her clothes back on.

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

My originality consists in putting the logic of the visible to the service of the invisible.

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