For Me, A Painting Must Give Off

What I Will No Longer Accept Is The Mediocre Life Of A Modest Little Gentleman.

Little By Little, I've Reached The Stage Of Using Only A Small Number Of Forms And Colors. It's Not The First Time That Painting Has Been Done With A Very Narrow Range Of Colors. The Frescoes Of The Tenth Century Are Painted Like This. For Me, They Are Magnificent Things.

As Regards My Means Of Expression, I Try My Hardest To Achieve The Maximum Of Clarity, Power, And Plastic Aggressiveness; A Physical Sensation To Begin With, Followed Up By An Impact On The Psyche.

I Make No Distinction Between Poetry And Painting.

I Feel The Need Of Attaining The Maximum Of Intensity With The Minimum Of Means. It Is This Which Has Led Me To Give My Painting A Character Of Even Greater Bareness.