If My Story Were Ever To Be

If Drawing Belongs To The World Of Spirit And Color To That Of The Senses, You Must Draw First To Cultivate The Spirit.

From Bonheur De Vivre - I Was Thirty-five Then - To This Cut-out - I Am Eighty-two - I Have Not Changed; Not In The Way My Friends Mean Who Want To Compliment Me, No Matter What, On My Good Health, But Because All This Time I Have Looked For The Same Things, Which I Have Perhaps Realized By Different Means.

All My Efforts Go Into Creating An Art That Can Be Understood By Everyone.

I Don't Paint Things. I Only Paint The Difference Between Things.

A Certain Blue Enters Your Soul