The true work of art is born from the 'artist': a mysterious, enigmatic, and mystical creation. It detaches itself from him, it acquires an autonomous life, becomes a personality, an independent subject, animated with a spiritual breath, the living subject of a real existence of being.

The sensations of colors on the palette can be spiritual experiences.

The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul.

All methods are sacred if they are internally necessary. All methods are sins if they are not justified by internal necessity.

The artist must be blind to distinction between 'recognized' or 'unrecognized' conventions of form, deaf to the transitory teaching and demands of his particular age.

There is no must in art because art is free.

The more abstract is form, the more clear and direct its appeal.