When I Haven't Any Blue I Use

The Revolutionary Artist Does Not Only Focus On The Negative Aspects Of Capitalist Lives, But Also Creates Visions Of A Revolutionary Future.

For A Long Time I Limited Myself To One Colour - As A Form Of Discipline.

But When I Am Alone, I Do Not Have The Effrontery To Consider Myself An Artist At All, Not In The Grand Old Meaning Of The Word: Giotto, Titian, Rembrandt, Goya Were Great Painters. I Am Only A Public Clown-a Mountebank. I Have Understood My Time And Have Exploited The Imbecility, The Vanity, The Greed Of My Contemporaries. It Is A Bitter Confession, This Confession Of Mine, More Painful Than It May Seem. But At Least And At Last It Does Have The Merit Of Being Honest.

I Have A Real Passion For Bones. I Have Many Others In Boisgeloup: Skeletons Of Birds, Dog's And Sheep's Heads. I Even Have A Rhinoceros Skull.

You Can't Escape Your Own Period. Whether You Take Sides For Or Against, You're Always In It.