The Picture Should Be Fecund. It Must

The Painting Rises From The Brushstrokes As A Poem Rises From The Words. The Meaning Comes Later.

For Me, A Painting Must Give Off Sparks. It Must Dazzle Like The Beauty Of A Woman Or A Poem.

The Simplest Things Give Me Ideas.

For Me An Object Is Something Living. This Cigarette Or This Box Of Matches Contains A Secret Life Much More Intense Than That Of Certain Human Beings.

When I Stand Before A Canvas, I Never Know What I'll Do, And I Am The First One Surprised At What Comes Out.