Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not

I Do Not Aspire To Be In Fashion. For What Is In Fashion, Goes Out Of Fashion If, On The Contrary, Your Work Is Contested Today, It Doesn't Matter. For When It Is Finally Understood, It Will Be For Eternity.

The Work Of Art Expresses Precisely Those Things Which Do Not Die. It Must Do So, However, In A Form That Bears Witness To The Artist's Own Era.

Whoever Does Not Detach Himself From The Ego Never Attains The Absolute And Never Deciphers Life.

What Is Real Is Not The External Form, But The Essence Of Things... It Is Impossible For Anyone To Express Anything Essentially Real By Imitating Its Exterior Surface.

I Refused [to Study Under Rodin] Because Nothing Grows Under Large Trees.