One Thing Is Sure - We Have

What Are You? What Am I? Those Are The Questions That Constantly Persecute And Torment Me And Perhaps Also Play Some Part In My Art.

I Believe The Reason I Love Painting So Much Is That It Forces One To Be Objective.

Often, Very Often, I Am Alone. My Studio In Amsterdam, (beckmann Lived In The Center Of Amsterdam During World War 2.) An Enormous Old Tobacco Storeroom Is Again Filled In My Imagination With Figures From The Old Days And From The New, Like An Ocean Moved By Storm And Sun And Always Present In My Thoughts. Then Shapes Become Beings And Seem Comprehensible To Me In The Great Void And Uncertainty Of The Space Which I Call God.

I Do Not Weep: I Loathe Tears, For They Are A Sign Of Slavery.

One Of My Problems Is To Find The Ego, Which Has Only One Form And Is Immortal - To Find It In Animals And Men, In The Heaven And In The Hell Which Together Form The World In Which We Live.