The deeper the blue becomes, the more strongly it calls man towards the infinite, awakening in him a desire for the pure and, finally, for the supernatural The brighter it becomes, the more it loses its sound, until it turns into silent stillness and becomes white.

The eyes are hammers.

There is only one road to follow, that of analysis of the basic elements in order to arrive ultimately at an adequate graphic expression.

An empty canvas, apparently really empty, that says nothing and is without significance – almost dull, in fact – in reality, is crammed with thousands of undertone tensions and full of expectancy. Slightly apprehensive lest it should be outraged.

To create a work of art is to create the world.

Color transmits and translates emotion.

There is no must in art because art is free.