To Arrive Is To Be

From The Moment I Held The Box Of Colors In My Hands, I Knew This Was My Life. I Threw Myself Into It Like A Beast That Plunges Towards The Thing It Loves.

The Model For Me Is A Touchstone, It Is A Door Which I Must Break Open In Order To Reach The Garden In Which I Am Alone And Feel Good, Even The Model Exists Only For What Use I Can Make Of It.

The Effort To See Things Without Distortion Takes Something Like Courage And This Courage Is Essential To The Artist, Who Has To Look At Everything As Though He Saw It For The First Time.

The Wall Around The Window Does Not Create Two Worlds.

It Is Through The Human Figure That I Best Succeed In Expressing The Nearly Religious Feeling That I Have Towards Life.