Art Is An Escape From Reality.

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.

The Artists Must See All Things As If He Were Seeing Them For The First Time. All His Life He Must See As He Did When He Was A Child.

Composition, The Aim Of Which Is Expression, Alters Itself According To The Surface To Be Covered. If I Take A Sheet Of Paper Of Given Dimensions, I Will Jot Down A Drawing Which Will Have A Necessary Relation To Its Format.

Art Should Be Something Like A Good Armchair In Which To Rest From Physical Fatigue.

It Is Through The Human Figure That I Best Succeed In Expressing The Nearly Religious Feeling That I Have Towards Life.