I've always loved black, and I realized that, from the beginning, man went into completely dark caves to paint. They painted with black too. They could have painted with white because there were white stones all over the ground, but no, they chose to paint with black in the dark.

Prehistoric art came to move me much more than Greek art. Greek art has beautiful women and handsome men, but I don't care.

Painting isn't just pretty or pleasant; it is something that helps you to stand alone and face yourself.

I realized that most people waste their lives earning a living, and I wanted to live. I love painting, so I keep painting. That's how I became an artist.

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

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.

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.