The Head Is What Matters. The Rest

That's The Terrible Thing: The More One Works On A Picture, The More Impossible It Becomes To Finish It.

The Form Is Always The Measure Of The Obsession.

When I Make My Drawings... The Path Traced By My Pencil On The Sheet Of Paper Is, To Some Extent, Analogous To The Gesture Of A Man Groping His Way In The Darkness.

All The Sculptures Of Today, Like Those Of The Past, Will End One Day In Pieces... So It Is Important To Fashion Ones Work Carefully In Its Smallest Recess And Charge Every Particle Of Matter With Life.

Once The Object Has Been Constructed, I Have A Tendency To Rediscover In It, Transformed And Displaced, Images, Impressions, Facts Which Have Deeply Moved Me (often Without My Knowing It).