If I see everything in gray, and in gray all the colors which I experience and which I would like to reproduce, then why should I use any other color? I've tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
Once the object has been constructed, I have a tendency to discover in it, transformed and displaced, images, impressions, facts which have deeply moved me...
I paint and sculpt to get a grip on reality... to protect myself.
The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.
When I see a head from a great distance, it ceases to be a sphere and becomes an extreme confusion falling down into the abyss.
In every work of art the subject is primordial, whether the artist knows it or not. The measure of the formal qualities is only a sign of the measure of the artist's obsession with his subject; the form is always in proportion to the obsession.
Taste for things of the past evolves, doesn't it? What was a masterpiece a hundred years ago is no longer so today.
All I can do will only ever be a faint image of what I see and my success will always be less than my failure or perhaps equal to the failure. I don't know if I work in order to do something, or in order to know why I can't do what I want to do.
That's the terrible thing: the more one works on a picture, the more impossible it becomes to finish it.
Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have while working.
I've been fifty thousand times to the Louvre. I have copied everything in drawing, trying to understand.
Artistically I am still a child with a whole life ahead of me to discover and create. I want something, but I won't know what it is until I succeed in doing it.
If the glass there in front of me astounds me more than all the glasses I've seen in painting, and if I even think that the greatest architectural wonder of the world couldn't affect me more than this glass, it's really not worth while going to the Indies to see some temple or other when I have as much and more right in front of me.
If only someone else could paint what I see, it would be marvellous, because then I wouldn't have to paint at all.
In the past I have never thought about loneliness when working, and I don't think about it now. Yet there must be a reason for the fact that so many people talk about it.
Whores are the most honest girls. They present the bill right away.