I Put In My Pictures Everything I

Only Put Off Until Tomorrow What You Are Willing To Die Having Left Undone.

I Understand How You Could See Something In The Root Of A Tree, A Crack In The Wall, In An Eroded Stone Or Pebble. But Marble? It Comes Off In Blocks And Doesn't Evoke Any Image. It Does Not Inspire.

Paintings Are But Research And Experiment. I Never Do A Painting As A Work Of Art. All Of Them Are Researches. I Search Constantly And There Is A Logical Sequence In All This Research.

If I Were To Sign It Now, I'd Be Committing Forgery. I'd Be Putting My 1943 Signature On A Canvas Painted In 1922.

To Arrive At Abstraction, It Is Always Necessary To Begin With A Concrete Reality.