Each Work Of Art Is A Collection

Art Is An Escape From Reality.

Hatred, Rancor, And The Spirit Of Vengeance Are Useless Baggage To The Artist. His Road Is Difficult Enough For Him To Cleanse His Soul Of Everything Which Could Make It More So.

Put A Colour Upon A Canvas - It Not Only Colours With That Colour The Part Of The Canvas To Which The Colour Has Been Applied, But It Also Colours The Surrounding Space With The Complementary.

With Color One Obtains An Energy That Seems To Stem From Witchcraft.

From Bonheur De Vivre - I Was Thirty-five Then - To This Cut-out - I Am Eighty-two - I Have Not Changed; Not In The Way My Friends Mean Who Want To Compliment Me, No Matter What, On My Good Health, But Because All This Time I Have Looked For The Same Things, Which I Have Perhaps Realized By Different Means.