I Have Few Illusions: The

Painting Bores Me Like Everything Else. Unfortunately, Painting Is One Of The Activities - It Is Bound Up In The Series Of Activities - That Seems To Change Almost Nothing In Life, The Same Habits Are Always Recurring.

We Are Surrounded By Curtains. We Only Perceive The World Behind A Curtain Of Semblance. At The Same Time, An Object Needs To Be Covered In Order To Be Recognized At All.

My Painting Is Visible Images That Conceal Nothing... They Evoke Mystery. Mystery Means Nothing. It Is Unknowable.

My Investigations Resembled The Pursuit Of The Solution To A Problem For Which I Had Three Data: The Object, The Thing Connected With It In The Shadow Of My Consciousness, And The Light Wherein That Thing Would Become Apparent.

An Object Is Not So Attached To Its Name That We Cannot Find Another One That Would Suit It Better.