A Young Woman Has Young Claws, Well

Ever Since There Have Been Men, Man Has Given Himself Over To Too Little Joy. That Alone, My Brothers, Is Our Original Sin. I Should Believe Only In A God Who Understood How To Dance.

I Do Not Repudiate Any Of My Paintings But There Isn't One Of Them That I Would Not Redo Differently, If I Had It To Redo. My Destination Is Always The Same But I Work Out A Different Route To Get There.

Truth And Reality In Art Begin At The Point Where The Artist Ceases To Understand What He Is Doing And Capable Of Doing - Yet Feels In Himself A Force That Becomes Steadily Stronger... And More Concentrated.

My Choice Of Colors Does Not Rest On Any Scientific Theory, It Is Based On Observation, On Feeling, On The Experience Of My Sensibility.

The Portrait Is One Of The Most Curious Art Forms. It Demands Special Qualities In The Artist, And An Almost Total Kinship With The Model.