When there's dust missing here or there, it's because someone has touched my things. I see immediately someone has been there. And it's because I live constantly with dust, in dust, that I prefer to wear gray suits, the only color on which it leaves no trace.

Everything we can dream can be real.

Whatever is most abstract may perhaps be the summit of reality.

It took me a lifetime.

In art, practice always comes before theory.

I work with few colors, what creates the illusion of quantity is that they fell in the right place.

I do not seek. I find.