To find is the thing.

You don't make art, you find it

When we discovered cubism, we did not have the aim of discovering cubism. We only wanted to express what was in us.

Forcing yourself to use restricted means is the sort of restraint that liberates invention. It obliges you to make a kind of progress that you can't even imagine in advance.

If I could say this I wouldn't have to paint.

Ah, good taste! What a dreadful thing! Taste is the enemy of creativeness.

When you begin a picture you often make some pretty discoveries. You must be on guard against these. Destroy the thing, do it over several times. In each destroying of a beautiful discovery, the artist does not really suppress it, but rather condenses it, makes it more substantial. What comes out in the end is the result of discarded finds. Otherwise you become your own connoisseur.