The Purpose Of Art Is Mystery.

My Painting Is Visible Images Which Conceal Nothing... They Evoke Mystery And Indeed When One Sees One Of My Pictures, One Asks Oneself This Simple Question 'what Does That Mean'? It Does Not Mean Anything, Because Mystery Means Nothing Either, It Is Unknowable.

My Investigations Resembled The Pursuit Of The Solution To A Problem For Which I Had Three Data: The Object, The Thing Connected With It In The Shadow Of My Consciousness, And The Light Wherein That Thing Would Become Apparent.

Each Thing We See Hides Something Else We Want To See.

A Truly Poetic Canvas Is An Awakened Dream.

I Have Few Illusions: The Cause Is Lost In Advance. As For Me, I Do My Part, Which Is To Drag A Fairly Drab Existence To Its Conclusion.