If You Can Imagine It...it Is Real

Lord, Protect Me From What I Want!

What Do You Think An Artist Is? An Imbecile Who Has Only His Eyes If He's A Painter, Or Ears If He's A Musician, Or A Lyre At Every Level Of His Heart If He's A Poet, Or Even, If He's A Boxer, Just His Muscles? On The Contrary, He's At The Same Time A Political Being, Constantly Alive To Heart-rending, Burning, Or Happy Events In The World.

Nature Does Many Things The Way I Do, But She Hides Them!

The Different Styles I Have Been Using In My Art Must Not Be Seen As An Evolution, Or As Steps Towards An Unknown Ideal Of Painting. Everything I Have Ever Made Was Made For The Present And With The Hope That It Would Always Remain In The Present.

By Amusing Myself With All These Games, All This Nonsense, All These Picture Puzzles, I Became Famous... I Am Only A Public Entertainer Who Has Understood His Time.