Precision Is Not Reality

When I Paint Green, It Doesn't Mean Grass; When I Paint Blue, It Doesn't Mean Sky.

The Arts Have A Development Which Comes Not Only From The Individual But Also From A Whole Acquired Force, The Civilization Which Precedes Us. One Cannot Do Just Anything. A Talented Artist Cannot Do Whatever He Pleases. If He Only Used His Gifts, He Would Not Exist. We Are Not The Masters Of What We Produce. It Is Imposed On Us.

It Has Bothered Me All My Life That I Do Not Paint Like Everybody Else.

Work Cures Everything.

The Truly Original Artist Invents His Own Signs.