Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible. Humans hide their secrets too well.

A thing which is present can be invisible, hidden by what it shows

Life obliges me to do something, so I paint.

Too often we tend to reduce what is strange to what is familiar. I intend to restore the familiar to the strange.

I need to see the original paintings just as little as I have to read the original manuscripts of books.

The purpose of art is mystery.

My investigations resembled the pursuit of the solution to a problem for which I had three data: the object, the thing connected with it in the shadow of my consciousness, and the light wherein that thing would become apparent.