If There Were Only One Truth, You

Every Now And Then One Paints A Picture That Seems To Have Opened A Door And Serves As A Stepping Stone To Other Things.

The Goal I Proposed Myself In Making Cubism? To Paint And Nothing More... With A Method Linked Only To My Thought... Neither The Good Nor The True; Neither The Useful Nor The Useless.

There's Nothing Worse Than A Brilliant Beginning.

In Every Photographer There Was A Painter, A True Artist, Awaiting Expression.

What One Does Is What Counts. Not What One Had The Intention Of Doing.