For me an object is something living. This cigarette or this box of matches contains a secret life much more intense than that of certain human beings.

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 try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.

Painting or poetry is made as one makes love - a total embrace, prudence thrown to the winds, nothing held back.

The spectacle of the sky overwhelms me. I'm overwhelmed when I see, in an immense sky, the crescent of the moon, or the sun. There, in my pictures, tiny forms in huge empty spaces. Empty spaces, empty horizons, empty plains - everything which is bare has always greatly impressed me.