Only Reality Interests Me Now And I

All I Can Do Will Only Ever Be A Faint Image Of What I See And My Success Will Always Be Less Than My Failure Or Perhaps Equal To The Failure.

In Every Work Of Art The Subject Is Primordial, Whether The Artist Knows It Or Not. The Measure Of The Formal Qualities Is Only A Sign Of The Measure Of The Artist's Obsession With His Subject; The Form Is Always In Proportion To The Obsession.

I've Tried Doing So, For It Was Never My Intention To Paint Only With Gray. But In The Course Of My Work I Have Eliminated One Color After Another, And What Has Remained Is Gray, Gray, Gray!

I Don't Know If I Work In Order To Do Something, Or In Order To Know Why I Can't Do What I Want To Do.

The Human Face Is As Strange To Me As A Countenance, Which, The More One Looks At It, The More It Closes Itself Off And Escapes By The Steps Of Unknown Stairways.