Black ink was always my favorite. I loved it. And then one day I realized that the only thing I ever wanted to do was to paint.

I never want to stop painting. I'm 94 now. What's my secret? I just keep thinking about the painting I'm going to do tomorrow.

Painting allows us to live in a more interesting way than we live our everyday lives.

For me, it's important to experience aesthetic shock, which sets in motion our imagination, our emotions, our feelings, and our thoughts. That's the purpose of a painting and of art in general.

At 16, I decided to do something brave: I went on a prehistoric dig. In fact, I've had my name in a museum since I was 18 years old, not for my painting but for the prehistoric objects I found. That's how I started thinking about art.

If painting doesn't offer a way to dream and create emotions, then it's not worth it.

Painting is a play of opacities and transparencies.