It Has Bothered Me All My Life

Instinct Must Be Thwarted Just As One Prunes The Branches Of A Tree So That It Will Grow Better.

You Study, You Learn, But You Guard The Original Naivete. It Has To Be Within You, As Desire For Drink Is Within The Drunkard Or Love Is Within The Lover.

An Artist Must Never Be A Prisoner. Prisoner? An Artist Should Never Be A Prisoner Of Himself, Prisoner Of Style, Prisoner Of Reputation, Prisoner Of Success, Etc.

What Interests Me Most Is Neither Still Life Nor Landscape, But The Human Figure.

With Greater Completeness And Abstraction, I Have Attained A Form Filtered To Its Essentials.