What Are You? What Am

Often, Very Often, I Am Alone. My Studio In Amsterdam, (beckmann Lived In The Center Of Amsterdam During World War 2.) An Enormous Old Tobacco Storeroom Is Again Filled In My Imagination With Figures From The Old Days And From The New, Like An Ocean Moved By Storm And Sun And Always Present In My Thoughts. Then Shapes Become Beings And Seem Comprehensible To Me In The Great Void And Uncertainty Of The Space Which I Call God.

I Am Working Here (in Amsterdam) On My Last Big Triptych, Which Will Be A Tremendous Story, And Which Gives Me A More Intense Life And Exhilaration. My God, Life Is Worth Living!

The Laws Of Art Are Eternal And Don't Change At All, As The Moral Laws Don't Change In Human Beings.

There Is Nothing I Hate More Than Sentimentality.

The Stronger And More Intense My Desire Becomes To Capture And Record That Which Is Unsayable, The More Tightly My Mouth Stays Shut.