What I Will No Longer Accept Is

You Can Look At A Picture For A Week And Never Think Of It Again. You Can Also Look At The Picture For A Second And Think Of It All Your Life.

What I Will No Longer Accept Is The Mediocre Life Of A Modest Little Gentleman.

I Feel The Need Of Attaining The Maximum Of Intensity With The Minimum Of Means. It Is This Which Has Led Me To Give My Painting A Character Of Even Greater Bareness.

I Begin Painting And As I Paint The Picture Begins To Assert Itself, Or Suggest Itself, Under My Brush. The Form Becomes A Sign For A Woman Or A Bird As I Work... The First Stage Is Free, Unconscious... The Second Stage Is Carefully Calculated.

For Me, A Painting Must Give Off Sparks. It Must Dazzle Like The Beauty Of A Woman Or A Poem.