One does a whole painting for one peach and people think just the opposite that particular peach is but a detail.
He can who thinks he can, and he can’t who thinks he can’t. This is an inexorable, indisputable law.
I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to [...]
Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.
To copy others is necessary, but to copy oneself is pathetic.
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the [...]
Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.
Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction.
Every child is an artist. The problem is to remain an artist once they grow up.
If only we could pull out our brain and use only our eyes.
Everything you can imagine is real.
God is really only [...]