The Only Thing Emanating From My Pictures

My Friends Back In Barcelona Called Me By That Name (picasso). It Was Stranger, More Resonant, Than "ruiz." And Those Are Probably The Reasons I Adopted It. Do You Know What Appealed To Me About That Name? Well, It Was Undoubtedly The Double S, Which Is Fairly Unusual In Spain.

Disciples Be Damned. It's Not Interesting. It's Only The Masters That Matter. Those Who Create.

Have You Noticed That Bones Are Always Modeled And Not Carved, That You Always Have The Impression They Come From A Mold, That They Were First Modeled In Clay? Any Bone You Look At, You Always Find Fingerprints On It.

Critics, Mathematicians, Scientists And Busybodies Want To Classify Everything, Marking The Boundaries And Limits... In Art, There Is Room For All Possibilities.

To Me There Is No Past Or Future In Art. If A Work Of Art Does Not Live In The Present, It Must Not Be Considered At All.