I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have a light joyousness of springtime which never lets anyone suspect the labors it has cost me.
I would like to recapture that freshness of vision which is characteristic of extreme youth when all the world is new to it.
I don't know whether I believe in God or not. I think, really, I'm some sort of Buddhist. But the essential thing is to put oneself in a frame of mind which is close to that of prayer.
A picture must possess a real power to generate light and for a long time now I've been conscious of expressing myself through light or rather in light.
My curves are not crazy.
In love, the one who runs away is the winner.
An artist must possess Nature. He must identify himself with her rhythm, by efforts that will prepare the mastery which will later enable him to express himself in his own language.
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter - a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
Instinct must be thwarted just as one prunes the branches of a tree so that it will grow better.
I have been no more than a medium, as it were.
Cutting into color reminds me of the sculptor's direct carving.
Creativity takes courage.
With color one obtains an energy that seems to stem from witchcraft.
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
In the beginning you must subject yourself to the influence of nature. You must be able to walk firmly on the ground before you start walking on a tightrope.
I wouldn't mind turning into a vermilion goldfish.
He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.
A young woman has young claws, well sharpened. If she has character, that is. And if she hasn't so much the worse for you.
It is only after years of preparation that the young artist should touch color - not color used descriptively, that is, but as a means of personal expression.
I'm growing old, I delight in the past.
I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have the light joyousness of springtime which never lets anyone suspect the labors it has cost me.
I don't paint things. I only paint the difference between things.
I do not literally paint that table, but the emotion it produces upon me.
Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.
Jazz is rhythm and meaning.