When I See A Head From A

The More I Work, The More I See Things Differently, That Is, Everything Gains In Grandeur Every Day, Becomes More And More Unknown, More And More Beautiful. The Closer I Come, The Grander It Is, The More Remote It Is.

I Paint And Sculpt To Get A Grip On Reality... To Protect Myself.

When I See A Head From A Great Distance, It Ceases To Be A Sphere And Becomes An Extreme Confusion Falling Down Into The Abyss.

I Don't Know Who I Am Or Who I Was. I Know It Less Than Ever. I Do And I Don't Identify Myself With Myself. Everything Is Totally Contradictory, But Maybe I Have Remained Exactly As I Was As A Small Boy Of Twelve.

At First, One Sees The Person Who Is Modelling; But Little By Little, All Of The Possible Sculptures That Could Be Made Come Between Artist And Model.