Only When He No Longer Knows What

Do Portraits Of People In Familiar And Typical Attitudes, Above All Give To Their Face The Same Choice Of Expression That One Gives To Their Body.

It Seems To Me That Today If The Artist Wishes To Be Serious... He Must Once More Sink Himself In Solitude.

Truth Is Never Ugly When One Can Find In It What One Needs.

Only Two Of My Personalities Are Schizophrenic, But One Of Them Is Paranoid And The Other One Is Out To Get Him. Only When He No Longer Knows What He Is Doing Does The Painter Do Good Things.

One Must Do The Same Subject Over Again Ten Times, A Hundred Times. In Art Nothing Must Resemble An Accident, Not Even Movement.