A line comes into being. It goes out for a walk, so to speak, aimlessly for the sake of the walk.

Nature is garrulous to the point of confusion, let the artist be truly taciturn.

The art of mastering life is the prerequisite for all further forms of expression, whether they are paintings, sculptures, tragedies, or musical compositions.

For the understanding of a picture a chair is needed. Why a chair? To prevent the legs, as they tire, from interfering with the mind

Light and the rational forms are locked in combat; light sets them into motion, bends what is straight, makes parallels oval, inscribes circles in the intervals, makes the intervals active.

A single day is enough to make us a little larger or, another time, a little smaller.

Color and I are one. I am a painter.