When I haven't any blue I use red.

When art critics get together they talk about Form and Structure and Meaning. When artists get together they talk about where you can buy cheap turpentine.

I have a real passion for bones. I have many others in Boisgeloup: skeletons of birds, dog's and sheep's heads. I even have a rhinoceros skull.

Sex and art are the same thing.

I would like to manage to prevent people from ever seeing how a picture of mine has been done. What can it possibly matter? What I want is that the only thing emanating from my pictures should be emotion.

When I work I relax; doing nothing or entertaining visitors makes me tired.

We can see the light but we are still inside the tunnel, ... We have not been able to get to all the communities.