An Artist Is An Explorer.

Slowly I Discovered The Secret Of My Art. It Consists Of A Meditation On Nature, On The Expression Of A Dream Which Is Always Inspired By Reality. With More Involvement And Regularity, I Learned To Push Each Study In A Certain Direction. Little By Little The Notion That Painting Is A Means Of Expression Asserted Itself, And That One Can Express The Same Thing In Several Ways. Exactitude Is Not Truth, Delacroix Liked To Say.

Art Should Be Something Like A Good Armchair In Which To Rest From Physical Fatigue.

The Sign For Which I Forge An Image Has No Value If It Doesn't Harmonize With Other Signs, Which I Must Determine In The Course Of My Invention And Which Are Completely Peculiar To It.

Starting To Paint, I Felt Gloriously Free, Quiet, And Alone.

Color Exists In Itself, Possessing Its Own Beauty.