What Are You? What Am I? Those

Art Is Creative For The Sake Of Realization, Not For Amusement... For Transfiguration, Not For The Sake Of Play.

As A Painter, Cursed Or Blessed With A Terrible And Vital Sensuousness, I Must Look For Wisdom With My Eyes. I Repeat, With My Eyes, For Nothing Could Be More Ridiculous Or Irrelevant Than A 'philosophical Conception Painted Purely Intellectually Without The Terrible Fury Of The Senses Grasping Each Visible Form Of Beauty And Ugliness.

One Thing Is Sure - We Have To Transform The Three-dimensional World Of Objects Into The Two-dimensional World Of The Canvas.. ..to Transform Three Into Two Dimensions Is For Me An Experience Full Of Magic In Which I Glimpse For A Moment That Fourth Dimension Which My Whole Being Is Seeking.

I Believe The Reason I Love Painting So Much Is That It Forces One To Be Objective.

I Have Never, God Or Whatever Knows, Prostrated Myself To Be Famous, But I Would Meander Through All The Sewers Of The World, Through All Degradations And Humiliations, In Order To Paint. I Have To Do This. Until The Last Drop Every Vision That Exists In My Being Must Be Purged; Then It Will Be A Pleasure For Me To Be Rid Of This Damned Torture