Poetry Is To A Painting What Life

Art Upsets, Science Reasures.

Reality Only Reveals Itself When It Is Illuminated By A Ray Of Poetry.

In A Painting, What Counts Is The Unexpected.

I Wanted To Create A Kind Of Substance By Means Of Brush-work. But That Is The Kind Of Discovery Which One Makes Gradually... Thus It Was That I Subsequently Began To Introduce Sand, Sawdust And Metal Filings Into My Pictures.

The Starting Point Of A Picture For Any Painter Is A Matter Of Colors And Form...i Believe That The Poetry Of Art - If That Is What One May Call It - Is A Matter Of Animating These Forms And Colors.