In every photographer there was a painter, a true artist, awaiting expression.
The hidden harmony is better than the obvious.
How often have I found that wanting to use blue, I didn't have it so I used a red instead of the blue.
The world today doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?
If I were to sign it now, I'd be committing forgery. I'd be putting my 1943 signature on a canvas painted in 1922.
To arrive at abstraction, it is always necessary to begin with a concrete reality.