In My Youth, Poverty Enriched Me, But

Great Art Picks Up Where Nature Ends.

Despite All The Troubles Of Our World, In My Heart I Have Never Given Up On The Love In Which I Was Brought Up Or On Man's Hope In Love. In Life, Just As On The Artist's Palette, There Is But One Single Colour That Gives Meaning To Life And Art–the Colour Of Love

If I Create From The Heart, Nearly Everything Works; If From The Head, Almost Nothing.

If I Weren't A Jew Then I Wouldn't Be An Artist, Or At Least Not The One I Am Now.

Color Is Everything. When Color Is Right, Form Is Right.