One Of My Problems Is To Find

What Is Important To Me In My Work Is The Identity That Is Hidden Behind So-called Reality. I Search For A Bridge From The Given Present Tot The Invisible, Rather As A Famous Cabalist Once Said, 'if You Wish To Grasp The Invisible, Penetrate As Deeply As Possible Into The Visible'.

When Spiritual, Metaphysical, Material, Or Immaterial Events Come Into My Life, I Can Only Fix Them By Way Of Painting.

My Heart Beats More For A Raw, Average Vulgar Art, Which Doesn't Live Between Sleepy Fairy-tale Moods And Poetry But Rather Concedes A Direct Entrance To The Fearful, Commonplace, Splendid And The Average Grotesque Banality In Life.

It Is, Of Course, A Luxury To Create Art And, On Top Of This, To Insist On Expressing One's Own Artistic Opinion. Nothing Is More Luxurious Than This. It Is A Game And A Good Game, At Least For Me; One Of The Few Games Which Make Life, Difficult And Depressing As It Is Sometimes, A Little More Interesting.

Space, And Space Again, Is The Infinite Deity Which Surrounds Us And In Which We Are Ourselves Contained.