I cannot say why I wanted to paint. The only answer is in the pictures themselves.

The most fundamental in me is coming uppermost, and the transient, the sensational, is dispersing, because it can't adversely influence what is essential to me.

Open your eyes at last and see... now I will open the book of the world for you,there are no words in it, just pictures.

Consciousness is a sea ringed with visions.

However ugly a face may be, we can discover some beauty in it if we first experience wonder before it and then begin to understand it, too.

The life of the consciousness is boundless. It interpenetrates the world and is woven in all its imagery. Therefore, we must listen closely to our inner voice.

True dreams and visions should be as visible to the artist as the phenomena of the objective world.