We Now Know That Art Is Not

I Have Had No True Friends, Only Lovers.

You Have To Start Somewhere. You Can Always Erase Reality Later On.

I Have A Real Passion For Bones. I Have Many Others In Boisgeloup: Skeletons Of Birds, Dog's And Sheep's Heads. I Even Have A Rhinoceros Skull.

I've Reached The Moment Where The Movement Of My Thought Interests Me More Than The Thought Itself.

A Painting Is Not Thought Out In Advance. While It Is Being Done, It Changes As One’s Thoughts Change. And When It’s Finished, It Goes On Changing, According To The State Of Mind Of Whoever Is Looking At It