I want to be as though newborn. To be almost primitive.

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

All art is a memory of age-old things, dark things, whose fragments live on in the artist.

An active line on a walk, moving freely, without goal. A walk for a walk's sake.

Nothing can be rushed. It must grow, it should grow of itself, and if the time ever comes for that work, then so much the better!

I want to be as though new-born, knowing nothing, absolutely nothing. Then I want to do something modest; to work out by myself a tiny, formal motive, one that my pencil will be able to hold without technique.

Democracy with its semi-civilization sincerely cherishes junk. The artists power should be spiritual. But the power of the majority is material. When these worlds meet occasionally, it is pure coincidence.