In The Arts, As In Life, Everything

What I Mean By 'abstract' Is Something Which Comes To Life Spontaneously Through A Gamut Of Contrasts, Plastic At The Same Time As Psychic, And Pervades Both The Picture And The Eye Of The Spectator With Conceptions Of New And Unfamiliar Elements.

Mozart Never Composed Anything, Ever! He Copied What Was Written On His Soul.

In Our Life There Is A Single Color, As On An Artist's Palette, Which Provides The Meaning Of Life And Art. It Is The Color Of Love.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul. All Souls Are Sacred, The Soul Of All The Bipeds In Every Quarter Of The Globe.

If A Symbol Should Be Discovered In A Painting Of Mine, It Was Not My Intention. It Is A Result I Did Not Seek. It Is Something That May Be Found Afterwards, And Which Can Be Interpreted According To Taste.